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Mar 2014
throw rocks at the sun
For the moment they glimmer gray
Make an instance of understanding
Relate life back to gravity
Rushing blood and solid bone
Bound to glimmer like that airborne stone
Be the one to flick the rist
Find answers to whatever destiny
Z Atari
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Z Atari  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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