first there was space
which became a place along came energy and gave it a face duality of experience gave it a few I's and a voice that would sound in a billion cries then on the hour, a whooping whistle, a hoot and a holler, a howl to the pack the feel good tribe but if ever a member should sound instead a battle cry, it would ignite the sky with such piercing electricity, zues himself would be proud of their work
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