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He was becoming unstuck, he was sure of that - his bones were no longer wrapped in flesh but in clouds of dust, in hummingbirds, dragonflies, and luminous moths - but so perfect was his equilibrium that he felt no fear. He was vast, he was many, he was dynamic, he was eternal.

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Tom Robbins
Age: 92
Born: 1932
Born: July 22
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Thomas Eugene Robbins
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