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Rubber ***** fired, like grapeshot from cannons, through a hall of xylophones and trampolines. Lemming pianos, evacuated en masse down a spiral staircase, piling, a heap of discordant corpses, at the foot of the last stair. The screaming of a star smeared across space and pasted, like paint, onto the smirking invisible face behind a singularity.
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC
God's In the Cacophony
Rubber ***** fired, like grapeshot from cannons, through a hall of xylophones and trampolines. Lemming pianos, evacuated en masse down a spiral staircase, piling, a heap of discordant corpses, at the foot of the last stair. The screaming of a star smeared across space and pasted, like paint, onto the smirking invisible face behind a singularity.
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Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 5:09 AM UTC
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