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high, above the clouds, into a cataract of lost emotion and belief
on the peak of the most invisible mountain ever created from the road of milk a flag, glowing in the everlasting dark reiterating mankind at it's peak, with fierily medals emulating the air around shining strangely in the pond like planet earth a broken mirror full of lies that deceive the eye of the unknowing filling up the spasm with tales of long lost times a temple full of heads running down the steps, spitting up the blood of the elders creating currents that take you away and throw you off the flower road into a wood of stone that shines in the early dawn of a perfect silhouette the horizon blinks glimpses from the last white fire shining on the top of the cript
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