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My philosophy It works so well for me Its not pretentious Its not malicious Its not counter productive And best of all its more than simple My doctrine not a bore Not there to bring you to your knees on the floor No paraphernalia No reason to wear something so particular Not lost in ancient beliefs or mystical myths No concerns with blinkered visions And no indecisive socially infected transitions I have though, with great sorrow, great regret Begun to imagine that I'm the one who hasn't quite got it yet And my philosophy Has become the fantasy A Utopia I would guess That obviously fails, globally, to impress My dreams are sour, freedom apparently will never be free And the life we all play out is but a parody
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 11:30 AM UTC
the parody,,,,,,the philosophy
My philosophy It works so well for me Its not pretentious Its not malicious Its not counter productive And best of all its more than simple My doctrine not a bore Not there to bring you to your knees on the floor No paraphernalia No reason to wear something so particular Not lost in ancient beliefs or mystical myths No concerns with blinkered visions And no indecisive socially infected transitions I have though, with great sorrow, great regret Begun to imagine that I'm the one who hasn't quite got it yet And my philosophy Has become the fantasy A Utopia I would guess That obviously fails, globally, to impress My dreams are sour, freedom apparently will never be free And the life we all play out is but a parody
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Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 11:30 AM UTC
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