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Poems and paintings guns and saintings,
life invents so many ways.
To move the thinking to other thinkers,
we all must fight that haze.
I live within an unopinion cabin half embedded,
into the upper corner of another cabin roof.
Where depending upon the current time delay,
I can fear the perfect aloof.

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