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May 2016
there is no safety in
anything
but results
results results results
don't make a conclusion
you're wrong
all conclusions are doubtful and they smell bad
wafting in from somewhere over there far away
uncertainty is where the fortune lies
the birds don't sing
the sun doesn't rise
the water doesn't flow
don't make conclusions
and you can bridge the gap
(maybe)
Written by
alavandala
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   Andrew Name
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