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April 21, 2014
Day approaches, this being with a thousand eyes, a thousand arms, body of liquid elasticity, mind occupying all crevices, nooks, crannies, attics, basements, parapets, the deep and the high, sprawling deserts, all that etches reality as the face of now within and without, and lest the Day down its arrival, our sighs, shouts, whispers to its manifold intent to become our new skins, having shed the old in slipping from sleep to wakefulness, breaking out shells of dreams sculpting derivatives expanding on the bright screens of mind, they will penetrate what's sought, pricking the very core of mankind's starving soul.