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 •  The Twelfth Dream, wherein Harry completes the cycle of passage.
 
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11.:|BOOM.BOOM|:. »
The sound of thunder . . .
12Revolution »
I bring the rain with me, a silver curtain dogging my heels as I step into the dream. The water adds color to the dilapidated train station: green and rust to the struts of the vault over the tracks, red and blue to the blocky engine, silver and brown to the tile of the platform . . .
13The Duality Matrix »
The twelve-part Matrix of Self, whereby Ego and Identity are given shape and form . . .
14Re-Awakening »
There are marks on my hands, scratches and cuts as if I have wrestled rose bushes in my sleep. It is entirely possible. I do not remember the last few days . . .
15The 23rd Expression »
On another layer, I can feel myself coming apart, blooming into a flower that has never been seen before, petals and lines exploding from my wrists and neck . . . [art]

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