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imimi06 · 3 months

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قَالَ عَلَیْهِ السَّلَامُ

كُنْ فِی الْفِتْنَةِ كَابْنِ اللَّبُوْنِ، لَا ظَهْرٌ فَیُرْكَبَ، وَ لَا ضَرْعٌ فَیُحْلَبَ.

فتنہ و فساد میں اس طرح رہو جس طرح اونٹ کا وہ بچہ جس نے ابھی اپنی عمر کے دو سال ختم کئے ہوں کہ نہ تو اس کی پیٹھ پر سواری کی جا سکتی ہے اور نہ اس کے تھنوں سے دودھ دوہا جا سکتا ہے۔

Nahjul Balagha hikmat# 1 #fitna o fasad sy alhedgi.

#imamali #aesthetic #islam #hikmat

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kbanews · 8 months

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Presiden PKS Sambut Positif PKB Gabung di KPP, Mohon Doa Kyai Pilpres Berjalan Hikmat

AKARTA | KBA – Partai Keadilan Sejahtera (PKS) menyikapi situasi terkini menyongsong perhelatan Pemilihan Presiden (Pilpres) 2024. Presiden Partai Keadilan Sejahtera (PKS) Ahmad Syaikhu meminta doa kepada seluruh rakyat Indonesia agar penyelenggaraan Pemilihan Presiden (Pilpres) 2024 berjalan dengan hikmat. “Kami memohon dukungan dari seluruh rakyat Indonesia, juga doa dan nasihat dari para Kyai,…

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#Berjalan #di #Doa #Gabung #hikmat #KPP #kyai #Mohon #Pilpres #PKB #PKS #Positif #Presiden #Sambut

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thagyann · 1 year

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so within the lore of the world i created HIKMAT ALI otherwise known as THE BLESSED CHILD AND TWENTH GOD OF GULBADI was born out of a holy union between the fifteenth god PASHA BILAL ALI and the mistress of time BEGUM PARA , allowed to create through evolution and the idea omnipresent something that hold the functions of purity , growth and a new coming on to earth. it was a union allowed under laws of the divine as to bring people and creatures back into the fold . hikmat was the body of that new coming and thus he was left out of succeeding his father until much later because he was given the duty of learning not just leadership over the divine and mortals but also the ways to hold the world as the world would be reborn out of him when the time comes . he exemplified all the best qualities and was never to be allowed to experience anything for himself but would always hold all the pains and secrets of others as to cycle the world to its proper place. therefore through his reign of godhood he was called the maiden rose , untouched and kept like a sacrificial lamb unlike the other gods. that is until nahar ( @waterslit ) found him unveiled at a meeting between the gods and the leaders of the different beings. it was a ball like thing put out to finally celebrate hikmat’s becoming god but ultimately would lead to his downfall due to the obessive nature nahar would have toward him.

now to expand on godhood as whole part one / ??:

gods within this lore are beings that are in some portion or another byproducts of THE CREATOR , a thing of light also called THE HOLY MOTHER that split the void and brought gods , who then brought the noble councils , and the chaos who shaped man and other supernatural beings under the guide of the first of the gods - sultana qadoos . the gods are not stationary beings nor do they have a single face . they become what they must for the time and event. if we were to see a god now we might see them in a good feeling made an image or in a program we watch of take part in.

the councils are those people who are given the works of the courts and their families are considered the highest ranked below any god. from these councils also come the members of the divine courts which are the different classes of binti amri or those who are born out of the labors of the divine and are beings that are working to make the courts and the divine nation of basri works . gods are like the parents and the councils the oldest child, and then the rest the other progeny .

it as like earth and paradise but paradise is an active place for those that are the closest to god . this does not mean they are all good but that they are things born alongside the god to run their world . gods are lined to take over after the one before expires and returns to the holy mother to be a subject of the void. there are few instances in which a god is born when a prior god marries a chaos ( such as time in hikmat’s instance. )

#OO2. HIKMAT ALI : MADE OF THE ABYSS AND WONDERMENT ' STRUCTURE .#do let me know if this doesn't make sense . i have a hard time verbalizing some of the lore but can expalin it no issue.

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catscratching · 2 years

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The Death of Dreams

2022.06.28

[ This wasn't the story I set out to write, when I took the screenshots. It's changed a few times over the past month, but it will be interesting development as it progresses. At least, I hope so. ]

“If you’ll sign here, Mistress, I’ll be on my way.”

Seda squinted dubiously at the sturdy crate at her feet; the messenger had struggled to bring it inside, and she had directed it to the office. It wasn’t overly large, but it was apparently heavy, and she had no idea what it contained.

Scrawling her signature on the appropriate paperwork, she examined the lading bills again as the courier left. It was definitely addressed to her – in an unfamiliar hand.

“Salaah?” The office door opened, and one of the new staff poked his head in. They were slow to grow comfortable calling her Seda, and oft used her more formal title within the organization. “Do you have a moment? Nafiwaa needs to go over the grocery orders for the week.”

“Of course, Malfud,” She replied with a smile, pulling her hair back from her face and twisting it into a rough knot. “I’ll be right there.”

She put the mysterious crate out of her mind as she stabbed the bun with a wooden hairpin. Nafiwaa had taken over the kitchens – much to the relief of everyone – and ruled them like a queen. She didn’t know the woman’s story; most of the newly hired staff had been reticent to speak of their pasts – but it was obvious she had experience in cooking for a crowd.

If she learned nothing else from her time in Limsa, she knew that the quickest way to make yourself miserable was to annoy the people you paid to cook and clean.

So the chest sat for several days as they developed a working routine; preparing meals for the people that needed to be fed, cleaning, organizing and running the various business interests that ostensibly funded their efforts.

Seda didn’t think of it again until she went looking for an accounting ledger that had slipped between the crate and the wall. Staring at the label nailed to the wood, her brow furrowed. The sender was as mysterious now as they had been when the parcel first arrived.

It took more effort than she expected to lever the top of the crate off; someone had gone to a great deal of effort to secure what appeared to be angular packages wrapped in oilskins and packed in a thick bed of straw.

“This is a great deal of effort for… books?” The waterproof canvas flipped away from the top easily enough, releasing the familiar smell of leather and paper and ink – and revealing a thick envelope on the top with her name scribed in the same hand as the lading bills.

She sat on a nearby crate, picking up the envelope and breaking the wax seal with her thumb, humming under her breath as a second, smaller envelope fluttered into her lap.

Seda –

Forgive both the tardiness and familiarity of this package; I am a long-time friend of your parents, and have been assisting Bocquet with some personal matters. I located the enclosed items in a recess of the attic – we did not examine the contents; Bocquet did not recognize them, and the note was in your mother’s hand.

Anisai Sevin Gridania

She was abruptly glad she was seated; with the recent visit to the Shroud, she was certain Bocquet would have mentioned any such cache of items if they had known of their existence. And she did have vague memories of moving her mother’s belongings to the attic in those dark days after her death.

The second envelope was thin, her name scrawled in familiar handwriting on the exterior, the wax brittle with age. Trembling fingers traced the outlines of her name as her vision blurred. She hadn’t given much thought to her mother’s writing; Silana wasn’t much for writing letters or notes, so it had never occurred to Seda to look for journals or grimoires.

Sedani, my most darling girl –

I have run out of time, and there is much you need to know. I had hoped to tell you these things myself, but events have unfolded more swiftly than any of us could have expected.

A blot of ink separated the sentences, with several little dots around it as though the author paused to gather her thoughts.

I had hoped to see you grown, to tell you these things myself, to explain. I can only hope you will understand and forgive my choices. Bocquet was a refuge; camouflage and safety, for all that I came to love them. But you, my precious kitten, are my legacy.

-Mama

It took time, to process what she had; to think about how she wanted to approach it. The books were neatly stacked but hadn’t been sorted by date or contents; that would be the first thing she needed to deal with. The alchemical texts and notes from her mother’s student days went into one pile, her hand-written notes and commentary in a second, then the journals and packets of letters and other papers into a third.

At the very bottom of the chest was a loosely wrapped parcel of linen, revealed to be an elegant gown in white and gold, thirty years out of fashion. The moment she opened it, the scent of lavender and verbena puffed off the fabric like a ghostly caress from Silana’s wardrobe.

Closing her eyes and pulling the mass of silk and gold thread into her lap, Seda lost herself in memories – of playing with her mother’s clothing when she was small, feeling elegant and beautiful, even though she knew she was a clumsier, more awkward version. Those days had been full of laughter and light, Silana leaving her studies to spend time with her daughter in games of make-believe, with Bocquet joining them as their duties allowed.

The tears came, finally – as she cried the child’s grief two decades late, mourning both the physical loss of the woman that bore her as much as the death of all the suppositions and fantasies she had woven over the years about who that woman was. For even though the chest could bring answers to questions she’d had all her life, those self-same answers would destroy the idealized version of Silana that lived in her heart.

Something tugged at the bond she shared with Fakhri; something harsh and ugly and – Her eyes snapped open, wide. What lie between them didn’t convey thoughts or emotions clearly; most of the time she just got an impression of support and warmth. She’d always thought it a fancy in her head, that she had listened to too many love ballads and imagined it as a manifestation of their love for one another.

But in that moment, she knew something was wrong. Very wrong - he needed help. She burst from the workroom and nearly collided with one of the staff, the young woman’s eyes wide with surprise, her hand lifted to knock.

“Ahh… Salaah? The Sahib, he asked me to ask you to prepare the infirmary.”

Her stomach clenched with fear, but she kept her face serene as she nodded crisply, her sandals slapping against the stone floor as her haste belied her calm exterior. Hikmat would save him. Oh gods, please let him be in time. [Continued]

@gray-morality

#Seda Ballard #Fakhri Man'tik #Jijivisha #Hikmat Shah

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gray-morality · 2 years

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Warrior-Saint 2022.06.12

“ENOUGH!”

As the end of the khakkhara hit the ground, a low rumble was felt through the earth itself, sending pebbles dancing on the road as if a hoard of hippo was running nearby. The local vigilantes stepped aside, looking at the imposing man who’d ordered them with a thundering voice. But as soon as the crowd stepped away, the man’s aura shifted, reminiscent of a calm and undisturbed pool of clear water. For only sound was the rhythmic jangle of metal rings atop his staff as he made his way to the cornered figure, teeth-baring like a wild animal. “I'm here, my friend. I’ll make the pain go away.” His voice was now soft and deep, soothing. He lifted a hand towards the figure before him as one would to appease a beast, slowly stepping closer and closer, until he could place his hand on the other’s brow, letting his fingers comb the locks of gray hair. “Those emotions are not yours, let them go. It’s alright.” The figure before him staggered, gray eyes closing and ears flopping backwards, before his form toppled forward into the other’s arms. “Let’s go home, Fakhri.” The man murmured as he let go of his staff to carry the viera in his arms. The khakkhara didn't fall, however, for a small rock golem grabbed it and dutifully carried it for its master as they left the murmurs of the crowd behind.

Calm and serenity. The metallic scent of blood was but a distant memory, somehow. Though he had flashbacks - his hands coated in red, that knife on the ground similarly tinted red - but the feeling of rage and pain never lingered. Something - or someone - was pushing it away, relentlessly. Whenever he could feel those emotions swelling in his heart, a wave of warmth and peace came to wash them away. He drifted between dreams and wakefulness, never truly able to open his eyes. Tired, so tired… “He’ll be fine, but you can stay by his side if you wish. Your presence can help speed his recovery. I’m afraid, however, that I can afford the two of you very little privacy for the time being, as I need to remain here until his condition improves. Whoever he crossed on the street recently proved to have such resentment and rage that they were able to break through Fakhri’s defenses. Or at the very least, be the one drop too many. How long has it been since he took time away from the city?... I see. Then I’ll ask a favor of you, dear. Take him away from here once he’s recovered enough. A few suns, even a sennight.” The voices seemed distant and muffled, drowned by the soft melody of the nearby artificial waterfall and the pond in which it poured itself. His head, however, had cleared since - when was it? He’d lost track of time - and he recognized the voice of the Sahib. Who was he talking to? He didn’t need to hear her to know she was here; his beloved. Unconsciously, he tugged at their shared link, wanting her near. “Arak is already watching over him but… I believe he needs you besides him now. Oh, and… Don’t worry about keeping it a secret from him; he knows what he has done. Like he has done in the past. I can distance him from the emotions that are not his, but I can’t erase the memories. Those he’ll have to overcome by himself, and with your help.” Did the Sahib know? He wasn’t an empath, as far as he could tell. So how could he know… how could he do all of THIS? Before his thoughts could begin to spiral out of control, he felt a tiny tongue licking his forehead; Arak. What would I do without you, buddy? The rodent shifted his position, burrowing at the crook of his neck and, instead of tiny licks, it’s a hand caressing his cheek that he felt next. He didn’t need to see to know who was there beside him. As another wave of peace washed over him, Fakhri let sleep drag him back into its embrace.

#ff14 #ffxiv #Hikmat Shah #fakhri man'tik #seda ballard #jijivisha

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viisiond · 2 years

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hikmats replied:

WIFE

THE WIFE IN ALL HER GLORY<3

#Hikmats #-gets home to reply to this- hehe KJNDFGKLJDSFKGJ

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bantennewscoid-blog · 3 months

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Anak Atut Unggul Sementara Perolehan Suara DPD Dapil Banten

SERANG – Andiara Aprilia Hikmat, anak mantan Gubernur Banten Ratu Atut Chosiyah unggul sementara dalam perolehan suara Dewan Perwakilan Daerah (DPD) daerah pemilihan (dapil) Banten Pemilu 2024. Berdasarkan situs pemilu2024.kpu.go.id yang diakses Sabtu (17/2/2024) pukul 8.17 WIB, Andiara mendapatkan 308.210 suara (13,36%). Andiara sudah dua periode duduk sebagai anggota DPRD yakni pada periode…

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#Andiara Aprilia Hikmat #DPD dapil Banten #Keluarga ratu atut chosiyah

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kabartangsel · 3 months

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Anggota DPD RI dari Banten Andiara Aprilia Hikmat Ajak Milenial Berpartisipasi dalam Dunia Politik

Pemilu Serentak 2024 sesaat lagi akan diikuti bersama dengan harapan penuh khidmat dan damai. Pesta rakyat lima tahunan ini menjadi ajang rejuvinasi (baca: peremajaan) demokrasi yang terus kita perbaiki bersama seluruh unsur elemen masyarakat. Kita berharap persaingan sehat dalam kontestasi politik ini menghadirkan pemimpin-pemimpin bangsa yang berintegritas dan dapat memajukan Indonesia. Di…

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#Andiara #Andiara Aprilia Hikmat #Banten #DPD RI #Senator

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zahraaforest · 6 months

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#MOHAMED GHANI HIKMAT

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hikmathamed · 7 months

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What Is Music Therapy?

Music impacts the mind in powerful ways. Different musical styles have varying effects on the mind and can significantly affect a person’s mood. Indeed, music can help a person experience various emotions, including thoughtfulness, excitement, sadness, and calmness. The powerful impact of music on the mind is the basis of music therapy.

Music therapy is an evidence-based clinical practice where a therapist uses music to improve a patient’s well-being. It is an alternative to other common methods such as counseling and cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT). Additionally, music therapy seeks to achieve different goals the therapist and patient may set and may involve making music, writing songs, singing, dancing, listening to music, and discussing music.

People experiencing depression and anxiety may find this treatment beneficial. Studies also report that it has the potential to enhance the well-being of individuals with physical health issues. In addition, music therapy helps promote wellness, alleviate pain, manage stress, enhance memory, and speed physical rehabilitation.

Additionally, music therapy can help enhance communication abilities, self-reliance, and self-awareness. Consequently, this leads to greater self-confidence. Also, this practice can boost attention skills, concentration, and empathy towards others.

Music therapy works by modulating five key aspects: attention, cognition, emotion, behavior, and communication. Modulation of attention happens when music distracts a person from actively engaging in other stimuli that may have negative consequences such as pain, worry, and anxiety.

Music also modulates cognition by affecting memory processes, including encoding, decoding, and storing information related to musical experiences. Modulation of cognition also involves analyzing music syntax and music’s meaning.

Regarding emotions, researchers claim that music affects the brain’s parts involved in initiating, generating, maintaining, and terminating emotions. Also, music modulates behavior by affecting behavioral aspects like speaking and walking.

Last, music impacts communication by serving as a form of communication itself. Consequently, music can have a significant influence on relationships.

Music therapy and sound therapy are terms sometimes used interchangeably, but they differ. Sound therapy employs sound, music, and specialized instruments. These elements, when used in therapeutic manners together with deep self-reflection techniques, aid in enhancing one's health and overall well-being.

While music therapy is a new practice, sound therapy is an old technique based on ancient Tibetan practices. Additionally, sound therapy and music therapy have different objectives. Sound therapy works by targeting specific sound frequencies, while music therapy addresses symptoms such as stress and pain using music, regardless of the frequencies, tones, or other musical attributes.

Moreover, sound therapists require less standardized training and certifications compared to music therapists. Music therapists usually work in hospitals, substance use treatment centers, or private practice centers, while sound therapists may be part of complementary or alternative medicine practices in other settings not associated with Western medicine.

There are various music therapy techniques, including analytical music therapy, benenzon music therapy, cognitive behavioral music therapy (CBMT), community music therapy, Nordoff-Robbins music therapy, the Bonny method of guided imagery and music (GIM), and vocal psychotherapy.

Analytical music therapy helps patients express hidden thoughts using improvised music. This helps an individual reflect on varying issues while working with a therapist.

Benenzon music therapy combines psychoanalysis and music-making to help discover a unique “musical sound identity” that describes external sounds that match an internal psychological state. Psychoanalysis is a therapeutic approach that addresses mental health concerns by focusing on the connection between unconscious and conscious mental aspects using methods such as free association and dream analysis.

CBMT blends CBT with music and uses structured activities like listening, dancing, singing, or playing an instrument. With community music therapy, community members actively engage in music to effect changes at the community level.

Also known as creative music therapy, Nordoff-Robbins music therapy includes playing an instrument, often a cymbal or drum, in the presence of a therapist. This fosters self-expression. GIM uses classical music to spark imagination and involves sharing feelings, sensations, memories, and imagery that music evokes. Finally, vocal psychotherapy utilizes vocal exercises, natural sounds, and breathing techniques to connect with one’s emotions and enhance self-connection.

#Hikmat Hamed

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trisfant · 7 months

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Belajar hikmat dari hewan yang kecil ( Amsal 30:24-28)

Amsal 30:24-28 Ada empat binatang yang terkecil di bumi, tetapi yang sangat cekatan: semut, bangsa yang tidak kuat, tetapi yang menyediakan makanannya di musim panas, pelanduk, bangsa yang lemah, tetapi yang membuat rumahnya di bukit batu, belalang yang tidak mempunyai raja, namun semuanya berbaris dengan teratur, cicak yang dapat kautangkap dengan tangan, tetapi yang juga ada di istana-istana…

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#Belajar hikmat dari hewan yang kecil ( Amsal 30:24-28)

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asimalitv · 10 months

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Aurat me ye teen nishaniya dekhu hikmat Ki Batain Hakeem luqman ki batai...

#youtube #Aurat me ye teen nishaniya dekhu hikmat Ki Batain Hakeem luqman ki batain asim ali tv

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transpublikid · 10 months

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Acara HUT STM MEDAN PERMAI Berjalan Hikmat dan Kekeluargaan di Pantai Cermin

Acara HUT STM MEDAN PERMAI Berjalan Hikmat dan Kekeluargaan di Perbaungan

MEDAN | TRANSPUBLIK.co.id – Acara HUT STM MEDAN PERMAI berjalan hikmat dan kekeluargaan. Acara HUT STM Medan Permai yang ke-39 tahun, dilaksanakan pada tanggal 8 Juli 2023 di pantai Pondok Permai, Perbaungan dengan hikmat dan kekeluargaan. Acara dimulai pukul 10.00 WIB dengan ibadah yang dipimpin oleh Ny.Sianipar Br Rajagukguk dan pengkotbah Pdp. Drg Caroline Siahaan dengan tema: “Hidup dengan…

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#Acara HUT STM MEDAN PERMAI #Berjalan Hikmat dan Kekeluargaan #Pantai Cermin #Perbaungan

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hykthebrand · 1 year

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https://twitter.com/clickhikmat

https://twitter.com/hikmatspeaks

https://snapchat.com/atlashyk

#clickhikmat #hykthebrand #atlashyk #yarstarco #theartisthyk #Mr. HYK #Hikmat Yar Khan #Hikmat Atlas #Uncle Fahal

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keynewssuriname · 1 year

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Voer goed beleid in plaats van het volk steeds bang maken

Al jaren wordt het volk steeds bang gemaakt door de oude politiek voor de NDP c.q. Bouterse. Los van of het terecht is of niet, maar het is wel verbazingwekkend dat de “oude politiek” zelf niet met goed beleid komt, geen visie aan de dag legt en niet tot resultaten komt maar alleen maar ons bang maakt voor wat het volk niet moet willen. De oude politiek is gemakshalve alles behalve de NDP c.q.…

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#Hikmat Mahawat Khan #Ingezonden #Key News #Nieuws #Politiek #Suriname

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ayundasmk · 1 year

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0895-3844-53666 (GARANSI ASLI), Jual Alat Penghemat Listrik Rumah Kabupaten Lamongan

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