Dragging my daisy chain behind me.

Dragging my daisy chain behind me, (a mottled, star-struck daisy-chain as it happens). A daisy chain that literally jumps for joy with every signal sent by wire from the poor man on his pale blue mountain top, as a petrified sun drops agonizingly beneath a blotchy, mottled horizon.

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