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The Worm loves us.

It will always love us, and thus it always has.

It winds around the hot heart of our home star.

It winds around every infinitesimal loop of genetic information.

It provokes a shuddering series of cataclysms in the planetary crust of our home, but when our star grows cold, that cataclysm will warm us.

We understand so much more.

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