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Boards Of Canada
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An Eagle in Your Mind (Consumed and Regurgitated by the P.B.O. Ster!)
'Holts are nearly always close to the sea, Fallen boulders, old ruins, and cliffs, All at the top of a sand crevice, High above the sea: A safe place for cubs. We wait... tense. We're disappointed. She leaves her sprint loaded by others of us The holts are evenly spent, about 500 meters apart, (some warped speech) who passes by, or they advertise.'
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