Notes
PILA
to sail beyond the sunset, and the baths, of all the western stars, until i die - Alfred Lord Tennyson
HELIA
the sun was dripping drops floating in space like tiny stars - Tanis Troutman
PILA
to sail beyond the sunset, and the baths, of all the western stars, until i die - Alfred Lord Tennyson
HELIA
the sun was dripping drops floating in space like tiny stars - Tanis Troutman
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