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... me, beyond the idea of reality and space, beyond the idea that existence truly exists and ideas are truly ideas, sat two pure white colossal doors that had intricate patterns of a white snake with a golden apple held between its two fangs, displaying its unfathomable and unparrellel beauty and lustrous aura of mystery.
Merely the ethereal smooth silver doorknobs on each door that were in the shape of a
triangle with a circle inside seeming to sink in forever were the size of Mt. ...
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