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Through the Wormhole of Iquitos

Rapidly we shifted through the brush like flailing dolls on heaven's playground. All form disintegrated into a flux of impending color explosion. Catalyzed by our lust for adventure in this ancient lush land of infinite possiblity. We clung to our physical as much as one can during a jump through the wormhole to the ends of time!

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