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I cannot state in good faith That we were built for the human race Who can spit and stand for that? Bobcats and Confucians Living through palpitations And making love, wearing hardhats Here’s the bran for the land That took the bus in the freezing rain Never planned to understand The chastity of the impaled, all refrain Someone must have prayed for such a fate Curse the man who discovered that Anyone who gives is a fading fad Give me some empathy Not some methamphetamine It hurts enough to read the new design Who wields the cannon? And shall we give him a medallion? Or risk a wilting, flying flag? All grains are equal All stain the feeble All ride a boneless, brazen stag Here’s the sermon in white Clothed and baptized in grapes Making light of the sight That was stolen from a clothed and ragged ape Someone must have narrowed their gate Curse the woman who recalled The pews as barren shower stalls Give me an embassy Or obsequity Apathy straddles the razor line Where’s the loss and who shall cross The line of consummated minds? Whose ink will sign the secular floss? No one’s bred to live for death Or bequeathed eternity Who are we to elongate our breath? We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past
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Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
Bobcats and Confucians
I cannot state in good faith That we were built for the human race Who can spit and stand for that? Bobcats and Confucians Living through palpitations And making love, wearing hardhats Here’s the bran for the land That took the bus in the freezing rain Never planned to understand The chastity of the impaled, all refrain Someone must have prayed for such a fate Curse the man who discovered that Anyone who gives is a fading fad Give me some empathy Not some methamphetamine It hurts enough to read the new design Who wields the cannon? And shall we give him a medallion? Or risk a wilting, flying flag? All grains are equal All stain the feeble All ride a boneless, brazen stag Here’s the sermon in white Clothed and baptized in grapes Making light of the sight That was stolen from a clothed and ragged ape Someone must have narrowed their gate Curse the woman who recalled The pews as barren shower stalls Give me an embassy Or obsequity Apathy straddles the razor line Where’s the loss and who shall cross The line of consummated minds? Whose ink will sign the secular floss? No one’s bred to live for death Or bequeathed eternity Who are we to elongate our breath? We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past We will pass and be past
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DerrekEstrella
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DerrekEstrella
20/M/The ISS
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
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