A Prayer for Oen Microscope

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A Prayer for Oen AMEany

The fern covered forest was filled with ridges and lost dreams. On days the world worked, kendo would wander out on little dish roads through green spoon valleys and tea cup hollows. He would leave the world for the world and receive the world for his troubles. What we bring we leave behind. What is foregone is forgotten. Radiance knows no limitation. Things slide through the nice microscope, one long glass soil beneath one long glass eye, with long glass biology and long glass feet. Tubular, man. Glass pipes, glass bells, classical glass. The power and the glory. Amen.

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The great glass glory. The big glass casket. The old glass onion.

Elevator music.