Started on Apr 11, 1997.
Completed on Apr 13, 1997.
Archipelago's languid resonance drumming ,with their second and third fingers, without the firelight of the impending hive society Round being the hue of my true love's fish for which we were, mostly, grateful without the help of the cinnamon imperial navy, so they say, Each shard seemed contain it's own little universe and we were sunk as sunken treasures flyin home again to honey and beyond the horizons . . . . . . .
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