In my mind's eye the halves glide together, slowly sealing off rivulets of the relentless punishment of the stinging rain the metal, oil, wire and glass reach out to meet to blend with the reverberations of the steady mechanical motion of the reforming...

In my mind's eye the halves glide together, slowly sealing off rivulets of the relentless punishment...

A collection of ideas that I had whilst journeying on a train woven together into something hopefully comprehensible 
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