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Gridcosm

Level 1721 of 4401

Started on Jan 27, 2004.
Completed on Jan 28, 2004.

Artist matrix

BMS4 BMS3 BMS5
BMS1 1720 BMS2
TCA7 TCA6 TCA8

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(level 1721)

Grid poem

feat boo It's not so bad being burned all the time. I do not understand myself. I don't understand why I cannot do what I need to do to be healthy. I am babbling because I have absolutely nothing to say, but my head doesn't want to stop with because I have absolutely nothing to say, but my head doesn't want to stop with the expressions. So alas, I keep going to please the thing I want to kill. I'm cold; my fingers are numb. The candle light that I sit by should be enough to warm me, but it's never enough. The smaller candle already burned out, leaving the leftover blue wax stuck on the bottom. Stuck there. Left behind. The fire burned out before it demolished the rest of it's army, escaping into the air. Will I burn out, too? My daddy says yes, because he doesn't know me. My Mommy is too busy in her own shell to realize the pitiful state of her environment, but Daddy doesn't want to know. I don't think I want to know either.

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