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An abundance of time, At your disposal. Experiencing creation, witnessing A festering fiend, fawning Over your cessation. Struck by lone rays you Continue, drifting off into space.
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 10:16 AM UTC
Continuum
An abundance of time, At your disposal. Experiencing creation, witnessing A festering fiend, fawning Over your cessation. Struck by lone rays you Continue, drifting off into space.
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Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 10:16 AM UTC
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