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let our minds be astronauts in zilch gravity, with no faults rest our souls in equilibrium no worries, just delirium and let love be the acceleration to utter self destruction - - -
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Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 5:36 AM UTC
chapter 1: theories
let our minds be astronauts in zilch gravity, with no faults rest our souls in equilibrium no worries, just delirium and let love be the acceleration to utter self destruction - - -
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Jul 3, 2013
Jul 3, 2013 at 5:36 AM UTC
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