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I, Amnesic God,
As amnesic Gods, let us gravitate together yet divided, igniting rainstorms turning all good things to rust.
The thunderbolts are just for show, even though the caustic wake of our mistakes isn't enough to make us do just that,
Wake.
Just like clouds, it's time to reform, dissipate, relocate.
15.8.09
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