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Surazeus Astarius Συράζευς Αστάριος. Cartographer. Epic Poet. Hermead epic poem about Philosophers 126,680 lines of blank verse. http://tinyurl.com/AstarianScriptures
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Wednesday, November 5, 2025
If Rain Writes My Name
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Orpheus translates names of people written with rain to calculate fateful fortune that curses some with excessive fame in the world.
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