WE WERE SIX BOYS LOST IN THE UNIVERSE, TRYING TO FIND A SOCKET TO ENERGIZE OUR MUSICAL PATHS, BUT ALAS, OUR EXTENSION CORDS DIDNT REACH,AND WE NEARLY FINISHED LAST SO WE MET IN THE PLACE WERE TIME ONLY EXISTS IN MOMENTS, AND MOMENTS ARE MUCH TO EXPENSIVE TO WASTE, AND WHEN WE ALL STRETCHED AS HARD AS WE COULD, WE COULD TOUCH OUR HANDS TO THE CEILING, AND WRITE OUR NAME IN THE CLOUDS NOW WE GRACE THIS TEXTURED LANDSCAPE AND PRESS OUR FACES TO THE GLASS, FIRING LIGHTNING BOLTS TO THE HEAVENS IN THE FORMS OF NOTES AND MEASURES, BURRYING THE SCENE ALONG WITH ALL OUR TREASURES BUT STRUMMING SHOVELS ONLY WORKS IF WE DO IT TOGETHER, SHE SAID, YES YOU MUST COMBINE YOUR EFFORTS, IF YOU WANT TO MAKE IT OUT ALIVE, THE ELECTRIC VENDETTA WILL CUT THE CORD, BREAK TRANSMISSION AND PULL THE PLUG, FOR ALL THE FUCKED UP REASONS WE CAN THINK OF .................
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