Gridcosm
Level 916 of 4859Started on Oct 23, 2001.
Completed on Oct 25, 2001.
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Grid poem
living with a general fear of snail-mail these days, a friend looked to the sky and pointed at something I didn't notice before. At the end of the day in DC there are faint spirali ng larks on the wing, the snail's on the thorn, we have been given bread without honey and alga at we tip and commensuratool polling wetness in the maze of eagles card deck the fact we were stuck on this alien ship for a decade bumbledee was my friend.
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