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It rolls in slow like the fog Helpless to stop it from stealing Stealing every emotion you're feeling 'Til you're a bump on a log Colorful, vivid trails of motion Consuming visual acuity Leaching verbal perspucuity Making reality a useless notion Wringing  beauty from stagnation Colorizing gray cement Brick by brick it paints lament Into farcical animation Taking over fantasy Cartoon smiles and laughing fits All the fruit without the pits Beautifying all you see
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:50 AM UTC
Peachy Pine and a cool breeze
It rolls in slow like the fog Helpless to stop it from stealing Stealing every emotion you're feeling 'Til you're a bump on a log Colorful, vivid trails of motion Consuming visual acuity Leaching verbal perspucuity Making reality a useless notion Wringing  beauty from stagnation Colorizing gray cement Brick by brick it paints lament Into farcical animation Taking over fantasy Cartoon smiles and laughing fits All the fruit without the pits Beautifying all you see
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:50 AM UTC
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