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supposedly earnest meet n greets abound now.
lets share in good cheer:
please be sure to drink a beer
to forget the approaching fear
of the swiftly setting sun.

the swiftly setting sun does not
pour a glass and judge. Nor does it
run hair through fingers.
Also - it does not run.
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word has it there's product-on the docks that's A-OK:
CheapAsDirtConcentratedLikeRimbaudandDrake;
this is That Richard Pryor Shit:

shit'll leave you charred and naked
won't even know you're fakin' it.

unwrap the package trancing
rewrap with a bow 'n ribbons
floated the chaser now
washing your hands crying
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scream and laugh of golden tickets and parachutes
sit and hope of pie and sidewalks

the curtain is open
the stage is empty
the lights are out
a packed house sits
with a child's rapture:


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"Seeing that before long I must confront humanity with the most difficult demand ever made of it, it seems indispensable to me to say who I am. Really, one should know it, for I have not left myself "without testimony." But the disproportion between the greatness of my task and the smallness of my contemporaries has found expression in the fact that one has neither heard nor even seen me. I live on my own credit; is it perhaps a mere prejudice that I live? ... I need only to speak with one of the "educated" who come to the Upper Engadine for the summer, and I am convinced that I do not live ... Under these circumstances I have a duty against which my habits, even more the pride of my instincts, revolt at bottom, namely, to say: Hear me! For I am such and such a person. Above all, do not mistake me for someone else!" - Nietzsche, Ecce Homo