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Here is a small chunk of it:
with an imprint under the ripples the trains sought war on archways, themselves
owning people by having lone caves, feeding them noxious mixtures of various wealths:
a life dedicated to self-advancement, another to companionship, one to reach the reaches
of endeavour, one to look at the street, one to reverse the movement from colonies
to the metropolis: for each of these a different chest in the lone caves.
