Grotus
Malthusela
billions, lined up ninety years old doctors, surgeons refitting souls SKINNIES! wrinkles? hmm? plastic snips! tight endfolds!aged children we shave the mold farmer-chemists feed cities whole SKINNIES! gum it swig at the cabbage-tofu bowl!once we had the hunger once we had disease once we had cancer but now at last we're free!
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