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Ascended from the African plains, / A blurry ancestor awakens. / His eyes are wide, as the days of primal instinct / Fall to the era of obsidian wit. / The crack of a bone goes unheard / Against the crackling oby Santa 30 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 2 11:30 AM 2007
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How hard can it be
To capture the capital -
There’s been a shred of new evidence!
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As time continues ticking on, sand grains steadily descend.
The hourglass always empties, but will it fill again?
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