all the glimmer and the glitter

Sparseness of the land, once, the land before time.
Flying around, thoughts growing wings, dispersing their seeds, and inhabiting the land.
Succession, it is called.
What now, my friend? What now
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V is very, very extraordinary.
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We have sound effects in our brain for everything. Sounds that sound like what we'd like them to sound like. Sounds good. In our little hideaway.
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