The Prowess of Man

June 1, 2009
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Gleaming dichotomy ensues the corporeal boundaries of the grassy plain. Chaos consumes. Vagrants envelope the grass, crushing its vibrancy, shattering its spine, engulfing its soul. Hell reeks fourth, the mower’s blades slice. The deed is done. The grass is cut. The castration complete.

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