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We were  delivered by the gods of the white coats. I was chromosome X and Y of the prise goats. I've been thinking nowadays Is it better in some ways To be in our superior race. To see and hear without our own face. The city Is pretty And gritty. So witty , Have pity on us clones. We've all practiced our functions. We're all lingered at junctions ... For such a long time. We're tired , so run down , recharge uss orr  weee''llll    diiiieeee
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Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 11:35 PM UTC
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We were  delivered by the gods of the white coats. I was chromosome X and Y of the prise goats. I've been thinking nowadays Is it better in some ways To be in our superior race. To see and hear without our own face. The city Is pretty And gritty. So witty , Have pity on us clones. We've all practiced our functions. We're all lingered at junctions ... For such a long time. We're tired , so run down , recharge uss orr  weee''llll    diiiieeee
From my work in "The HodgePodge Assumptions." 1979 ' The HodgePodge Assumptions '. by sparX Kuijper © 1983
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