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Jul 2011
I took an ax to a tree,
And it said to me
"Explain life's purpose
Before you cut me down."

I said to him:
"Your hope is not to live,
But in death find peace.
A table to honor me."
I think Nietzsche would appreciate this
Written by
Brandon Laditi
505
   Sorrow
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