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You have taken those apparent steps you need

to be more conspicuous it seems

 

you will not rest your tired feet for long

but place them carefully next to your 'own kind' on the way

with delibrate circumspect and a considered proximity

 

you will be a clown, a horse and a child while you sculpt your climb

 

I can only postulate you always belonged over there in a half baked circle with the well heeled .

 

I suppose your not the only one who longs to be a parading plutocrat

 

why you want a stamp of approval from the paradise of fools I will never really know

 

I guess we all like a nod

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Sep 27, 2011
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