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Feb 2014
Please excuse my human condition
For I'm afraid to be an ape
They have too much hair..
They ****... like apes!
They drink too much, and
Linger on boring conversation
They consume themselves with
Bright Flashing Images
They only think about..
Eating
Sleeping
and *******.
They chase paper
believing one day
it will teach them something
Oh, excuse me
I began to speak of
My Human Condition.
Written by
Oliver Evans  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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