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More in Dregs & Other Unreadables my love on saturdayA hundred flashes of white lightning
cascading through the summer heat and booming with the authority of the rage of long dead gods. Memories of stars exploded and forgotten by men, no perpatrated like mortal sin in electric clarity and precision Once, twice, thrice and more until fear, excitement, and desperation replace the serenity of raindrops and gray clouds. |
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