BLOWING THE BEAT Confounded by relentless time at Top O' The Bottom Line everyone fails the test of muscle tone beauty, losing the precious game of short term eternity, though each disco-jammed slam dancer screams "I will be NOW!" having already torn up the earthen floors, pulled down the rocky walls, flown through the sky blue ceilings, dead certain reality cannot be real if brand new space adventures are racing headlong up and out to the same old stars.

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