ALL POSSIBLE FORCES bearing down at once
upon a region of no-force, the glazed
bauble of their conscience
indefatigable, and limitlessly
weary. Move along: make way
for spike of destiny, crowd-
rupturing eventhood; all hells on earth
forthwith to be made hale and henceforth hollow,
harrowed by prestigious redemption.
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// Alas, this comparison function can't be total:
// bottom is beyond comparison. - Oleg Kiselyov
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