Why Would Anyone Read This

Earth Mother cried in the desolate gray space which had become her abode, and waited for her daughter to come back to her from the rave. The raven sang sourly that beauty had left the earth, the color had dried up, music had become one note and communication had been reduced to dull drags on cigarrillos.

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