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The beat-down     disciple         knows Someday she'll     ...have          new clothes And the     bitter         God-transmitter          Having taped     two thousand         shows Laying hands     on all,         he rose, Had his coffee,     spoke his         prose, Tuned his ear;     thumbed         his nose. The sweet, sweet     smell of         spring, Ah, the crisp     olfactory         ping, And the     honey-         jar of money Takes away     the winter's         sting
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC
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The beat-down     disciple         knows Someday she'll     ...have          new clothes And the     bitter         God-transmitter          Having taped     two thousand         shows Laying hands     on all,         he rose, Had his coffee,     spoke his         prose, Tuned his ear;     thumbed         his nose. The sweet, sweet     smell of         spring, Ah, the crisp     olfactory         ping, And the     honey-         jar of money Takes away     the winter's         sting
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Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 4:28 PM UTC
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