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Wake up sleeper! Your summer days are over. Tidy up and prepare for winter, lest you be caught off guard. For we have a steeple with lots of faces, and symbols and catchphrases, and pulpits and pews —but never a Duluoz and Kerouac. And do not mistake silence for absence. And patience for impotence. For just as the sun rises from the east. So shall justice be served for the least. So then, let us say: May our days be numbered, and our troubles few. And may this sweet surrender bring us life anew. iamthe_avatar ©2017
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Mar 7, 2017
Mar 7, 2017 at 2:59 PM UTC
Duluoz and Kerouac
Wake up sleeper! Your summer days are over. Tidy up and prepare for winter, lest you be caught off guard. For we have a steeple with lots of faces, and symbols and catchphrases, and pulpits and pews —but never a Duluoz and Kerouac. And do not mistake silence for absence. And patience for impotence. For just as the sun rises from the east. So shall justice be served for the least. So then, let us say: May our days be numbered, and our troubles few. And may this sweet surrender bring us life anew. iamthe_avatar ©2017
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