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Voices in the Shadows
Percolating as need, frenzied sloths regard their captors with tables turned.
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It was a glorious day, that day. The moon was shining, the rocks were in bloom. A lazy esophagus fluttered across the noontime sky.
If nothing we do matters, then all that matters is what we do.