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Monday, May 25, 2009
Insomniac Imaginings
A week without sleep and twitch-eyed Charlie teetered on the brink of construing Oblivion a black boat-unsinkable- keel carving out beyond the roiling, infinite width of all cosmic confluence- therefore actually unthinkable.
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