Created on May 02, 1997.
The sun became preoccupied with gloating, his shine became grotesque, so someone summoned an angel to clean up this fuckin' mess, she looked down on it all and gasped for Mother had rid her of bloating, her play a cerebral burlesque, and anyone could drum in opinions, unhindered, more or less. the stinking pool of sulfurous air where happy bunnies fill their tummies and surface appearances can be deceiving... He wished he had done it, because there are many dead planets in the galaxy of heaven and too many people persons in those that are alive.
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