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Jun 2011
and as this new day appears
in infinite form

and we appear

formless and ill conceived

motherless
without country

hopelessly conceited

and lost
amid the burning symbols

and the death of MAN

so it is but doesn't have to be

but we are "used to it!"

aren't we all?
Written by
jeffrey robin
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