hot off the best kept secrets, minute by minute men wade out into the swirling pool of silver and hesitate euphorically before dipping below the surface. circumference halo hummed, hits the third eye from a thousand miles, from ten thousand miles and all of existence comes walking to the center, the tunneling tension promised to cave the consciousness, to terminate the tedious wonder in exchange for super-sonic sips of silence.
the kitchen clock cries every hour on the hour glass opens the cabinet of its own accord and falls to the floor.
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