A shifting world grows small. A peaceful order, divided by glass. There’s no need to ask. I pass no further, in to your electric dream. Living in a utopia. A utopia of machines. What is the meaning, now we’re all the same. Well… I want to see mountains! Soaring peaks, rooted deep underground. So…
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