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Death bubbles by in such a sorrowful state. A snowflake melting in the midst of life. A rusty knife the tip of which protrudes to make a third nipple. Creating nary a ripple in the scheme of things. Which brings us to an impasse. Unobstructed, Our methodology measures the in-constitute and volatile breaking of sound? One cup sound; two cups shatter, an eardrum rapidly boiled. Why would it matter? Death rattles by Cough Cough choking on his chopstick nun-chuck glory road to Hell. Did I say for whom the bell tolls now? Did I mention that it’s NOT some sacred cow? Be silly-still and listen to the feeling of guilt Measure your Mayonnaise Days with Infinite Care dollops of sweetness filling you up to the hilt A Fruitcake Day in the ordinary life of an insect.

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