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Pretty flesh green, sucking plaster, ignorant of gravity, diamond tessellation under slung. Each foot a thousand fibres, flexing, lifting, stepping, across the sandy ceiling.

 

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VOICES

I don't know where this fits in.

The famous preserve, the nature of settlement and language -

Soiled by icons and assumption.

A gain or loss in knowledge?

Dynamic culture.

It seems that.

[Pause]

Knowledge disappears altogether.

And has done so since the beginning.

[Pause]

The influence of the situation.

[Pause]

The preservation of the nature of culture.

[Pause]

What I mean is -

And others are static.

The face of culture.

Diversity sacrifices.

When informed.

The various tangents that are coming to outline quiet.

It was considerable. Many religions.

One source, and -

Scattered.

You watched everything.

[Pause]

You watched everything.

A terrorist into the fluff of many languages.

Forever being influenced.

Swaying outline now.

Speak to perceive.

A smile striving.

[Pause]

What I am saying is if this between us you hear?

[Pause]

In the city. Destruction as deterrent.

One source.

Watched dream.

And see rhythmic beyond.

 

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