Like the great blind that can hear in time the wolf sees.
Give Wolfen a fine brush and marvel.
A canvas fluttering in the ether?
Easel’d, eased into a shivering and vibrating scansion.
Would we ever understand?
Reality is never bound.
EUSSR you will die.
SSR slowly kill your host.
SR eating your aparasite.
R you do not reign over me.
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Voyoy cheeky, leave us a deadletteredroped..