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This week's words;

Sunday - Instructions

Monday- Motorcycle

Tuesday- Wildflower

Wednesday- Asparagus

Thursday- Stopwatch

Friday - Confetti

Saturday-Homesick



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« on: June 10, 2019, 11:24:47 AM »

Clown juggling fiery bowling pins peddling his unicycle like a madman scribbling on an antique chalkboard in a haunted house. Face distorted like a gray motion blur. Pedals cycle like a washing machine churning clothes like butter. Melting into liquid, opaque, then clear, but yellow, then burning. Brown... black rancid. Smoky. The room trembles. The act has begun. A fourth act after the end. The curtain has fallen. Happily ever nothing. The clown keeps juggling, his unicycle keeps spinning, the hellfire keeps burning. Orange skies refuse to turn black with night. Suns set, moons obscured in an eclipse of black clouds forming nightmares in their shapes. Black rain showering ashes like burnt mana from an angry God. Charred air stings the eyes and bites the nose. Bodies crumble and writhe.
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