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The seesawing sun of solipsy, A satrapy of soliloquy, Sol was once but now is she, Sailed off into a darkened sea, Sith some solitary soiree, Goodbye my Sirius from Wi! Oh solely solar solemn stigmata! Sun’s sobriquet solitaire staccato! And sonorous salute sonata! Sing past swaddling clouds of terracotta! A crucifying crescendo armada! And endless stars in space of Satá! Insatiable story of a Son’s redemption, Who stole away the sins of man’s convention, A cross and form at right ascension! The astronomy and mythology of the aforementioned, Whom but was pierced for our transgression, The tale that lead to man’s discretion.
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Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 5:48 PM UTC
david-john-mowers
The Sun, the son or something?
The seesawing sun of solipsy, A satrapy of soliloquy, Sol was once but now is she, Sailed off into a darkened sea, Sith some solitary soiree, Goodbye my Sirius from Wi! Oh solely solar solemn stigmata! Sun’s sobriquet solitaire staccato! And sonorous salute sonata! Sing past swaddling clouds of terracotta! A crucifying crescendo armada! And endless stars in space of Satá! Insatiable story of a Son’s redemption, Who stole away the sins of man’s convention, A cross and form at right ascension! The astronomy and mythology of the aforementioned, Whom but was pierced for our transgression, The tale that lead to man’s discretion.
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