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Preambling

The last of first nightmare second a stretching minute the amount of moment that fits in a cup an hour where humble gives the afternoon up for gambling. My angle is tangled my end is preamble dark of my morning … Continue reading

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National Anthem

Success is best predicted by zipcode by the big shots living on the yellow brick road. Who is ahead? Who is behind? Whose cobblestone driveway is longer than mine? [chorus] No way to live no way to survive no way … Continue reading

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Masking

It’s a damn shame that trying only leads to more trying no matter how slowly impotent. It’s a crying crisis of crumbling cookies when just the word that might heal is not let out. Most people are like interesting books … Continue reading

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Not Enough and All

A few a several a hand a fistful not enough and all one could ask for in a world of plenty. How many days out of the long year do you see the trees with blossoms and seeds? They may … Continue reading

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Kettle of Guitars

Your time is six my time is seven the end of hate at half past waking with a kiss on evil’s wrinkled and stingy forehead forgets this day’s disasters. Who is Jesus but a hitchhiker thumb out halfway to the … Continue reading

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Sure Don’t Be So

What the teacher does not know is muddled into an open discussion subtely swayed is her way under guise of democratic logic. The pastor of a trusting congregation selects a favorite didactic passage and frames it in pop assumptions the … Continue reading

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Death of Assumption

[A] There comes a sudden moment in the cycle of social evolution when the obvious shuts the mouth of the freight train on the wrong track and the old clickety-clack syncopates and escalates into death of assumption. [B] I got … Continue reading

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