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Jun 2015
I start this cycle at:
It's all rigmarole.
Equal and unreliable.
But something inevitably
"Rings true"
After a dream or something
I get inspired
Or I get confused,
Believe the rig as it rolls.
Embarrassment inevitably comes
To remind me how the rig rolls.
The boss of the Marble Marbles says,
"Nothing is real."
It's all rigmarole.
dZang Roller
Written by
dZang Roller  EW,NH
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     JDK, dZang Roller and Day Wing
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