[GODS:]</i> Like all non-divine, finite beings, She is a book upon an endless
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shelf. Her words are writtem ny us to be acted by her, as they are for evey
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other mortal being. She will have to see that we are, and that we are what
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She can never be.
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[SHE:]
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Shadows of ever fulfil me
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Within me they talk to me
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GODS:
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"You are nothing but a comedy
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A note in the divine symphony"
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[GODS:]
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"Accepting will be your remedy"
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"To continue next act of your play"
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"We are within every comedy"
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"We are the blue brightness you craved"
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[SHE:]
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(I will not accept)
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(I am more than a play)
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(I am the brightness)
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[GODS:]
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"We are..."
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Within A Script
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| Sinphonia |
