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A Perfect Rant for a Titledish
leashed un 2017-06-06 01:39:18

Sing to me, O Muse, not of her that slipped past, down the streetside path to God-knows-where yet here, always, forever, like the track star: gone yet never left (or from another frame, nothing but!)

Sing to me, O Muse, not of future's solvent, buffering that unmeasured measurable, mind's undustable mirror image, introducable yet never reproducable;

Sing to me, O Muse, not of idiots forgettable in days so-ber as to make mules mate...

Sing with me, for I'm losing my only voice.


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