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Me 'n Rimbaud were having a quietly violent swordfight underneath an Enercon E82, debating the value of the young, swords slashing under the swishing rotor.  "E Tu, Altenheim," shouted the soon-to-be dead young poet.  "hunter T. waited a while before he pulled the plug, you precocious effete (see French) snit," i snorted as, being amurkan, i pulled a gun and shot him.  Thus was the debate over the value of life brought to its proper concolusialis.  There were no remittances, though the reminders come from every angle.

Sometimes even the young die old.

"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Ana´s Nin

by Crazy Horse on Wed Apr 15th, 2009 at 01:54:04 PM EST
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