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Detain my mind, the rind my brain. Again, again, and again. To what do I owe, this mindless dowry. What harvest I've sown, misery... in company. I've the mind of a poet, and the mouth of a sailor, which completely negates my valor.

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Published: Nov 9, 2011
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