GridcosmLevel 815 of 4692
Started on Jun 25, 2001.
Completed on Jun 26, 2001.
Grid poemPlease, stay with us every day and give us our daily inspiration until the end of our days. And then please make us something conscious but unaware. They met at AI. She was a homeless romantic. Her eyes danced behind snakey smoke trails, and before he could even say "hello" she could tell he was hopeless romantic birch jew hit milk tape worm she knew it wasn't right, because it was left hanging like a rumpled coat
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AdministriviaThis is Gridcosm engine version 2.931.
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