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The sky descends into horizon This eve souls pass through the membrane of ticking time thin as a needle kneeded through ancient quilt sewn by Archimedes Plato Blake Oratio Isis those colossi greasing universe’s eternal clock, to that recital played unseen beyond vision impalpable to senses not yet sharpened by ascendance
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Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 10:45 AM UTC
Colossi
The sky descends into horizon This eve souls pass through the membrane of ticking time thin as a needle kneeded through ancient quilt sewn by Archimedes Plato Blake Oratio Isis those colossi greasing universe’s eternal clock, to that recital played unseen beyond vision impalpable to senses not yet sharpened by ascendance
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Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 10:45 AM UTC
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