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| Random.dll | where have all the digs and grey mice fled to as of late? bound by recognition and regret my hands tied to my feet and sliding down away from the furnace of fortune and fortuidious remarks. biting at the cold my hands lay beside me and i grasp for a handle. i feel it inside my hands and wonder if my place has come. by my feet lay the retired noose and i cough. my eyes find their way to the ground and feel the way home | 040706 |
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| blind visionary | hog-tied and hands fall slack. | 040710 |