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congestion of a lung- the left one that he can live without; sans the pareidolia, what is this organic machine? maybe a fool weakened by failure of finding the force in front of him. having waited this millenium after Archimedes, subtraction has become the reaper of the living man: one who doesn’t need his eyes to find his feet wet from Styx.
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
a living man?
congestion of a lung- the left one that he can live without; sans the pareidolia, what is this organic machine? maybe a fool weakened by failure of finding the force in front of him. having waited this millenium after Archimedes, subtraction has become the reaper of the living man: one who doesn’t need his eyes to find his feet wet from Styx.
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
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