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Where is that daunting monster Boogie man in life’s shadow Master mentor and concierge Whose touch I’ve come to know To you I’ll waste no breath Beauty is not long and septic My daunting docent of death Midwife to misery, work quick What small dignities remain Strung of vomiting seconds Cultures a pearl of great pain To ferry a man of no direction
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Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC
“Hard Crossing”
Where is that daunting monster Boogie man in life’s shadow Master mentor and concierge Whose touch I’ve come to know To you I’ll waste no breath Beauty is not long and septic My daunting docent of death Midwife to misery, work quick What small dignities remain Strung of vomiting seconds Cultures a pearl of great pain To ferry a man of no direction
Pain is one of the teachers in life. It is the knuckle busting in your face school of life. While one should never take the class as an elective, it's lessons should be learned... hopefully by another who can pass the notes on.
Bpathos
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36/F/Alameda, Calif.
Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC
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