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manual laborers all present ready to begin heart, liver, lungs, stomach all here ready to begin each piling up bricks one by one stacking them on top of each other manual labor taking seconds minutes days years time flying by as the bricks keep piling up held tightly by violet veins squeezing the bricks close and tense finally after a decade of organic construction a wall stands as tall as china's visible by extra terrestrials on a distant world but what was not visible was the familiar natural disaster that stormed in from behind coming in from the blind spot this friendly natural disaster shook down the wall it cut the veins with violent blades and left to continue with its destruction of construction the heart, liver, lungs, and stomach watched their masterpiece crumble down into the earth.
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 5:47 PM UTC
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manual laborers all present ready to begin heart, liver, lungs, stomach all here ready to begin each piling up bricks one by one stacking them on top of each other manual labor taking seconds minutes days years time flying by as the bricks keep piling up held tightly by violet veins squeezing the bricks close and tense finally after a decade of organic construction a wall stands as tall as china's visible by extra terrestrials on a distant world but what was not visible was the familiar natural disaster that stormed in from behind coming in from the blind spot this friendly natural disaster shook down the wall it cut the veins with violent blades and left to continue with its destruction of construction the heart, liver, lungs, and stomach watched their masterpiece crumble down into the earth.
peyton-leigh-stille
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 5:47 PM UTC
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