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I spent my whole life being told to simplify, To "just get to the point". Always asking, "How?" But never, "Why?" Until I smoked a joint. That's when I felt something inside of me, Pointing out the irony. So I gave the idea a punt, Because that advice made me more blunt. So sharpen your wits, And keep them about you. Because boxing gloves and fists Are pretty **** blunt too.
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
Get to the point
I spent my whole life being told to simplify, To "just get to the point". Always asking, "How?" But never, "Why?" Until I smoked a joint. That's when I felt something inside of me, Pointing out the irony. So I gave the idea a punt, Because that advice made me more blunt. So sharpen your wits, And keep them about you. Because boxing gloves and fists Are pretty **** blunt too.
What kind of a society are we if we constantly need things to be simplified further? Is the beauty not in the individually deciphered unique meaning?
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May 18, 2014
May 18, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
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