Opening in amazement the tropical waves of infinity, the mountains of sewer and Ambrosia rejoice with tuned in frequencies, while ripping colours apart in fruity platelets and blowing glues.
The lost birds of paradise circle in upwards swing, projecting cables with impossible trajectories, as they flirt with gulping pleasure across the geo-thermic coordinates of super -heated Earth.
A collapsed turtle breathes with artifical lungs, tossing itself on the oily sands of a memsmerized sea shore, built by trascendent grooves and looped sequences.
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