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An internal interlinking corroding pipe in an intersection is often assumed to be safe as cracks are not appearing outwardly so it would appear to be nothing was wrong. Unassuming looks. With no surface discoloration can disguise and harness not only inner truths but also conceal a past stranded in time. Is this the answer? It certainly allows for mass control. The serially adjusted sites swept over with sand and sea. Pipe lands lock people out. Very tall wires. A landscape unentered except for nomadic beetle bugs and birds from the aerial perspective. Great. No actually not great. The fortress weeds and reeds laugh with the sands at the mankind above. Whilst a spade is thrust in a bomb arrives. But not to say hello. Pictures in ashes. Palliative care gone. Unseen but seen. As arrival is predicted in a smoke by wrinkled weathered faces. And the acrid smells of an ancient sect. Orally transmitted. Good. And the dance of the eleven winds could entertain the flying serpents but the camels much prefer being entertained by a breeze blowing bubbles. Shush now for a shell is whispering great wisdoms to a two hundred foot stone who was yawning. Radiuses' ravished reached rabid rabbis'. And a dopey dog barking in a courtyard on a rope. Currant bun then? Squish squash. Xx anthropomorphic Z.
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