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Light-hearted?      difficult. Gloomy-eyed      more typical. Strangled by the umbilical, struggling to be original. Is this what you wanted, my parents (who raised me well)? To think what others have already thought, to follow and not dwell? Is this the life you wished for me, my teachers (who taught me well)? To believe the precious theories wrought by fat scholars, paid well? Light-hearted?      difficult. Gloomy-eyed      more typical. Struggling against the umbilical, blind to the original. Is this what you would have me believe; that I am just another? To work, get paid and raise my kids in a world that can only smother? Light-hearted?      impossible. Gloomy-eyed      most probable. Strangled by the umbilical, struggling to be original.
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May 1, 2011
May 1, 2011 at 8:52 PM UTC
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Light-hearted?      difficult. Gloomy-eyed      more typical. Strangled by the umbilical, struggling to be original. Is this what you wanted, my parents (who raised me well)? To think what others have already thought, to follow and not dwell? Is this the life you wished for me, my teachers (who taught me well)? To believe the precious theories wrought by fat scholars, paid well? Light-hearted?      difficult. Gloomy-eyed      more typical. Struggling against the umbilical, blind to the original. Is this what you would have me believe; that I am just another? To work, get paid and raise my kids in a world that can only smother? Light-hearted?      impossible. Gloomy-eyed      most probable. Strangled by the umbilical, struggling to be original.
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ccampbell
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May 1, 2011
May 1, 2011 at 8:52 PM UTC
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