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...if you read this, thanks...
To answer your question:
There is a flaw in it:
Legend can't answer it:
her vision is just like mine:
mad and genius, thus the opposite you state:
there is something in her visions not like sanity, sanity is not the right
word, more precise her vision was of light and light consists of darkness,
for without it light can't exist. They both exist in paradoxical unison.
In everything light and dark, there is the answer:
Her vision was of an opaque light.
~Dickinson~
Andrew Dickinson from United States