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Friday, April 2, 2010

Still And All I Have To Say


life is a fucking grand piano.
And, on that you may count;

lifting unto the usual stratuses
where we spread our cloth and fare,

my brothers and sisters, we ride
a great galleon, whereunto

we are all set


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