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Not a poem

September 27, 2011

Up against a world so high and mighty that one day it will never fall,

I edge my way between the twin pillars and never look up.

For in looking up is the primordial error; all aspirations are overloomed

by the shadow of the world so great and wide it demands all attentions.

Better to throw paint at a wall and call that painting.

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