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*our countdown now begins hear its relentless ticking a stuffed rabbit hurtles it heckles at mocking tocks 'round a beaten racing track come, let's rise and stop 'second hand from orbit circumnavigated trips on Picasso's addled clock, let no moss inhabit our rock*
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Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 5:33 PM UTC
so far but so near
*our countdown now begins hear its relentless ticking a stuffed rabbit hurtles it heckles at mocking tocks 'round a beaten racing track come, let's rise and stop 'second hand from orbit circumnavigated trips on Picasso's addled clock, let no moss inhabit our rock*
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Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 5:33 PM UTC
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