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The Dismemberment Plan
- A life of Possibilities
You dig down underground now. Through the soil, through the cooling clay. As the din fades above you. You're moving, you're secret, you're nowhere it's all good. And no lights lead you onward, and no signs point you on your way. Just earth in all directions, it's endless, it's map-less no compass, no north star.