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Plastic chips in goldman sacs.
Only hearts can hell.
Petty standings have heard the wishing.
Down with inner tells.
A motionless snail holding his cat as a mask.
With a computer next to its head.
Dressed in a traditional palace guard uniform.
In a world of things unsaid.

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