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Saturday, 18 December 2021

Onomatodoxy as the gift which keeps giving

Since only a truly transcendent God can lie, die or be a really fucked up guy
Denotation cripples Connotation's circumambulation of the All High
What I, Acontius, inscribe on but Aphrodite's tear ripened pippin...
Alas! Atropos illiterate to read a yarn so darn rippin' !

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