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"There is a wisdom that is Woe........ But there is a Woe that is Madness" -Moby **** ++++++++ To speak from inside of it is impossible The words carry layers, just too many to count References and explanations the obstacle Terms laden with meaning, impractical to mount To speak from without would simply be of no use Layout of the land does not reveal the anguish To describe it leaves too much for you to deduce Imagine all the people, no common language Certainly no shortage of proposed solutions Entire industry devoted to the thought The result, one observes, wholly new pollutions Bottled, put on the shelf and waiting to be bought Even the most innocent added to the mix The symbols of childhood given a new context However, so trite to now offer some new fix To pretend, needed just a change to a subtext This will be done, or not, by the patient alone If history our guide, the result clearly known
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Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 5:34 AM UTC
Melville +++++
"There is a wisdom that is Woe........ But there is a Woe that is Madness" -Moby **** ++++++++ To speak from inside of it is impossible The words carry layers, just too many to count References and explanations the obstacle Terms laden with meaning, impractical to mount To speak from without would simply be of no use Layout of the land does not reveal the anguish To describe it leaves too much for you to deduce Imagine all the people, no common language Certainly no shortage of proposed solutions Entire industry devoted to the thought The result, one observes, wholly new pollutions Bottled, put on the shelf and waiting to be bought Even the most innocent added to the mix The symbols of childhood given a new context However, so trite to now offer some new fix To pretend, needed just a change to a subtext This will be done, or not, by the patient alone If history our guide, the result clearly known
michael-french
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Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 5:34 AM UTC
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