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Apocalyptic Armageddon:


as the rest of the world slithers by, the bright young

youthful one's appear as though they have never been

able to walk upright, the gratefully happy old one's

gracefully sit atop a old floppy house... fiercely

holding vast amounts of senseless rage, from the top

things tend to be uneasily out of place, as they

send the cold forgotten, and relentless kinders to the

bottom... if you often look at the grand gesture that

unfolds before you, you would probably just grin at

the queer fully sad inept opportunities that passed you

by....