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(STRANGE, BUT TRUE) Love Shifting through dark channels And illuminated signs Sounds Shifting through Cubic's power amplifiers Human walking angles Tactic direction changing rhythmically Variances Transfixed steps Breaking the long loud silence On human tongues Hopes Owing to the existence Of silver enwrapped surrounding hot stars And hot feelings Unavoidably reflected upward Appearing just as a lightning bolt Or like a peculiarly fierce faithfulness Gray clouds Dropping their snow bracer Ringing bells Dropping their sad resonance In death For love.
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Dec 27, 2010
Dec 27, 2010 at 9:27 AM UTC
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(STRANGE, BUT TRUE) Love Shifting through dark channels And illuminated signs Sounds Shifting through Cubic's power amplifiers Human walking angles Tactic direction changing rhythmically Variances Transfixed steps Breaking the long loud silence On human tongues Hopes Owing to the existence Of silver enwrapped surrounding hot stars And hot feelings Unavoidably reflected upward Appearing just as a lightning bolt Or like a peculiarly fierce faithfulness Gray clouds Dropping their snow bracer Ringing bells Dropping their sad resonance In death For love.
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Dec 27, 2010 at 9:27 AM UTC
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