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Clothed in rags of hide, denim, rayon, and bark We swing on steel vines Emerging from tunnels and looking to the sky For signs of rain, smoke signals, And the latest stock quotes. Taxis carry us screeching through the night Where the moon hangs heavy Punctured by the towering metal fruits of our labor And labor we do In fluorescent-lit caves And moss covered offices Drips echoing into deep pools of water Somewhere in the shadows We grunt at each other in forty different languages But howl with the wolves in only one Three ti
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Maybe someday I'll get to do an album cover.
Ohhh visions of grandure that are soooo out of my reach.
Your gallery is amazing!
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un lapso momentáneo de la razón
arte surreal
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un lapso momentáneo de la razón
arte surreal
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save your body -you don't have else to live.
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