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Echoless Space

Echoless Space — screeching into the void

A Man Made of Cheese

Posted on: 2021-07-28 Last updated on: 2022-11-20 Written by: root
I once lived on the moon, as a man made of cheese holy and moldy, I prayed to no man. I’d surmise, then repent with surprise when I’d realize that I, like all others, am hollow and will die.
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