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The Devil, He's Here

Check the details.

 

Next time you see a tree

look only at the edges

 

of the leaves.

 

I never was good

at those magic eye pictures,

 

you know,

 

you’re supposed to unfocus

your eyes,

 

whatever that means,

 

and then bam, dolphins,

floating in the air,

 

inches from your face.

 

Anyways,

 

this Devil thing,

 

it’s a lot like that.

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kevin-mann
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Published
Jan 17, 2013
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