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Her father would not stop embracing her mother, they lay in sensual union, in bliss, Uranus and Gaia, Heaven and Earth, and Uranus refused to separate from his beloved wife, their children couldn't emerge into the light, the world could not be fully created. And so Cronus, cruel time, cut off the genitals of his father, Uranus, and threw them into the sea. Venus arose out of the foam. Beauty arose out of the foam and the Zephyr, the winds, blew her gently to shore where the Horae wait with a cloak of flowers to wrap her in...

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