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O surpassing knowledge. Dead elephant Tusk towards the heaven The brain. The plan. Savior in the sinking swamp Who’s warm rolling probiscus clutches as the mud clings to the infant wading and a helicopter successfully hovers a thousand yards above as grandmothers attempt to drag kin Are we all but to perceived and regurgitate and transcribe Let us mallieate and mold and arise from the ground paper mache houses spat from compressed lumber Gargled from the imitation of beauty And live once More in the simple lean against the tree
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Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 11:29 PM UTC
Elephant trunks
O surpassing knowledge. Dead elephant Tusk towards the heaven The brain. The plan. Savior in the sinking swamp Who’s warm rolling probiscus clutches as the mud clings to the infant wading and a helicopter successfully hovers a thousand yards above as grandmothers attempt to drag kin Are we all but to perceived and regurgitate and transcribe Let us mallieate and mold and arise from the ground paper mache houses spat from compressed lumber Gargled from the imitation of beauty And live once More in the simple lean against the tree
Nekron
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Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 11:29 PM UTC
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