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Great Granite City
We don't exactly have God. We just sit and try to stay awake.
Sunday, December 18, 2016
Sing
Sing simplicity, sing history,
sing
the things not tainted
by complicated evils,
not twisted into allure.
Evil and allure'll still be here
tomorrow.
But so will we,
feasting on survival,
thriving on curiosity.
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