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CEREBRO

¿QUE HAS HECHO?

We TRY we TRY we certainly TRY.

The duldrums of our existence existence existence EXISTENCE IS SURELY GREAT;

and in the lavender meadows of dawn, a prince was born.

And in the lavender meadows of dawn, a prince was born.

And on the calendar thresholds of pond, a hint was torn.

             July 23rd, 2045             sunset          you will die

Act XXIV: frank likes the internet

I am not robbie crabtree

Act XXIII: rumboldt

Any given red exam book adheres.  Any given odd shaped balloon spit.  Any round white little printer stands-still.  Whose bluish paper stares.  Her daughters bluish bed show its value.