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Apr 2016
Welded 7 tomes and wrapped sacrament paper about the very thing; Somer tomes,
soldered to sacrifice and daylight running as
mercury off of adam’s bones honed to a south American river peak; Invenerate mammalia rollicking atop
she shocked herself to see another sun light in the blinds.;  
He mended caverns and she hung across them, strung out.
Robert C Ellis
Written by
Robert C Ellis  Greenville, SC
(Greenville, SC)   
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