The Thin White Duke

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“…Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle….
Here am I, flashing no color
Tall in this room overlooking the ocean
Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth
There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station”

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