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These fingers retract and a fist is born where moments or ages ago they wrote a poem on a cave wall knuckles protruding out the skin bone to club prey to death, death the beating, pulverising, Ape of Man.
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Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
Ape Of Man
These fingers retract and a fist is born where moments or ages ago they wrote a poem on a cave wall knuckles protruding out the skin bone to club prey to death, death the beating, pulverising, Ape of Man.
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Feb 29, 2016
Feb 29, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
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