All Things Being Equal

All things being equal, we each hit the ground running due to falling objects and this obstruction of a planet. Some fell into racks and pedal effects and rose with cooky gesticulations and kick ass hair. Some fell into pavement where weed and heroin overflowed the cornucopia of urban music. Some fell on the thistle of the desert, too hot and far from inclined to speak very loud or well.

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