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Feb 2010
Eternity wheezed,displaying its shortness of breath.Orange orbs whizzed in its' originalpath of vision due to a completelack of oxygen.Stirring stars shot rubber bands at each otheracross the universe. TWANG!Comets were slung like spitballs. Black holespainted each others nails whitewhile biting into a crunchy planet like a Dorito.®Salt of the earth was lost in dank darkness.An Mp3 player came crashing through the stratospherewhile playing my favorite song."Sitting in the morning sun,I'll be sitting when the evening comes,watching the ships roll in, and I watch themroll away again".
Song referenced is "Sitting on the Dock of the Bay" by
The late, great Otis ®edding...
(Did you know that Otis died like one month before
his hit song hit the airwaves?)
"Poor Otis dead and gone,
left me here to sing his song,
pretty little girl with the red dress on,
poor Otis dead and gone."
The Doo®s-
The Soft Pa®ade
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