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Wrinkle Rock
Object there, I object to your form. You create tension and adversity upon my mental garden lattice grid. Unaccepting of you, disorderly weed, I am inescapably drawn to your hillock in wordspace... Characterspace, as it were! For I have shift- ed and now welcome you into my unity.
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