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Abode

I bid adieu to the lackluster fears, and shall swim in far waters that speak of dreams past and future, when the stars hold thier mystery, and thier silent stories capture an unwavering child... inside the deep.


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"Angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,"
-excerpt from Ginsberg's /Howl/