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"Here lies the escalator of the skies,
They say it's buried so very far beneath our feat,
That it once soared miles above it's dirty sheath,
It died gracelessly, unteathered in stride,
While life oh so 'benignly' plucked it's feathers,
'Till it seethed any who graced upon it's steps,"
They say it's buried so very far beneath our feat,
That it once soared miles above it's dirty sheath,
It died gracelessly, unteathered in stride,
While life oh so 'benignly' plucked it's feathers,
'Till it seethed any who graced upon it's steps,"
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Got bored and wrote a poem for funzies.
I dare you to find any meaning in all of that jargon. I really do.
I dare you to find any meaning in all of that jargon. I really do.
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