Eros: Philia: Agape

Peripsol: You tasted the sweet nectar, you’ve lost your share, but to console you my friend, you are sought ever-fresh elsewhere. Spread your wings, remember your lovely one, deal away with woes of Earth, commit here and hereafter, don’t you forget to dare, bravely move for your muse that is close yet light years away.

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