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From the conner of my mind
21A
A bill pile on the desk
A bottle in the drawer
Living in a mess
With dirt on the floor
A pictureless frame
Its mate hid away
To bury a name
Whose body faraway
Sunlight drips from the sky
Until the moonrise
Both lights fall from high
One is born one dies
Forlorn sleep I lay
Dreams of ash and resin
Blend both night and day
Lost for a kamsin
Within this walls strong
From hopes long dreamed
I’m trapped everlong
Far away from love
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"Without deviation from the norm progress is not possible." - Frank Zappa
It is the ignorance of ignorance that lead to the death of knowledge
The Virgin Mary does not weep for her son, for he is in paradise. She weeps for the world , for we are in suffering.
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