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Nov 2018
I paddle as he talks
Of life, and the veil just behind it
The water plops as he plods,
On about the things humans never deserved
Saying we have no true structure, style, or word
All is annihilated by the Absurd
Yet with his nugget of knowledge in mine
I paddle on
A petty Ode to the brilliant Albert Camus
Pauper of Prose
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Pauper of Prose  M/Maryland, America
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       Robert L, Patrick, emily Sarker, zen, --- and 13 others
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