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Aug 2014
Aw man all these tired buddhist ideals and this-is and that-as all
tired eyed worn out sleepy eyed little man doing whatever he wants
as shades and opposites are all really one and the same
born again sleepy-tired same ol waiting for new soul meat to meet and meld
so what is the point anyway if it all comes out in the wash right?
'what do i now next? chop wood?'
Duke Thompson
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