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    la petite mort, ego death, canyons of soul, particle artistry, peels back pastiche of pleasantry, marble acres, where landfall means a shuttle down from the orbital platforms, way out of our depth, using borrowed tech on borrowed time, clinging to the remnants of something intangibly greater than anything we could ever understand, you were right [redacted], we should not be here, we do not belong

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    mutated hands and fingers, deformed, bad anatomy, disfigured, poorly drawn face, mutated, extra limb, ugly, poorly drawn hands, missing limb, floating limbs, disconnected limbs, malformed hands, out of focus, long neck, long body

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