The story and its analysis, at this point in my self reflection, constitute material
history. Currently, the animals have ceased to rape the humans, but are too tired to
move. Suddenly arose a holograph that resembles, from my perspective, a remote vision
of the statue of liberty. She shone as en emerald over the seas...
"...from sea to shining sea..."
She shone as an emerald from sea to shining sea...
"Professor Willis..."
"Yes?"
"What are you doing?"
"I am reciting a poem I learned in America"
"Professor Willis, why won't you tell me?"
"Tell you WHAT? for GOODNESS SAKE!!! TELL YOU WHAT???"
"But Professor Willis, ehn? But what were you designing, for God's sake? Please tell me so that I don't have to torture you," the Priest, Jesus said sorrowfully to the Professor, "please sir, tell me... what were you designing?"
Caesar lost his ghost in the arms of the young guard...
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