Sunshine through the dirty grey clouds, takes me unawares. Bright white overflow the airborne growth, spilt on arms and head. A shining glorious pillar burst through the tumours in the sky, in time, stolen back by voiceless, mindless, shapeless lurch. Part relief on my own part; I cannot bear a heavy light today. Mixed with part resent; theres someone out there willing her return. And here she comes. On the mindless brutes do slowly lumber. She peeks above the brim with curious wonder, but only to hide again as if at play with all who seek her... oh, we found you, standing high in all your glory. Now i bid thee go away, rid yourself for me and let me dwell upon another story.......................................................
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Straight white lines of light cross the twiglight sky, reflections in the eye. Shotgun from the heavens, it happens to remind the doubtful and denying. Really? Is that so? Who am i to think i know it all? I am noone to suppose. Oh, this taloned hand may scratch the surface from beneath the ground, to form seismic rifts intended to divide us all further from, and closer to eachother. This beautiful planet we stain and dischevel our vessel through all time run by suited devils. This princess of sunlight, this petri dish paradise controlled by a pair of dice thrown by a man
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Come minute thirteen, and partly due to an extraordinarily precise stroke, claude had figured out what was happening. He was on the brink of wondering to himself " when will i reach the end?" when he (quick as a click) found himself atop a tall tight winding tower stairwell with no walls, under what seemed to be a deep ocean. it seemed to go on forever downwards, or at least thats what he could see, before the water was too misty. It was hard for him to keep his footing on the top step due to the current and a lack of co-ordination and an utter bafflement as to how he could be breathing under water. Not a concern, good reader. All was taken care of in advance via written request to the crab of ultimate power
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