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And in the beginning there was the Word. And the Word was with God. And the Word was God.

Knowing fully, understanding that the new beginnings have assailed the Word of old and now Our Lady of Lore, Protector of our minds, is lost, as to the wind. And we cry and pray and pine for a return of meaning, of something to bind us.

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