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Always Aim For Some Body's Head
real is our illusion,
know(ing)
is our delusion.
Let it go. Let
me
go of me'Self, me Real self
( as if a mo[re] good delusion ('better', you know?)
for mine own / [and]ownly mine )
O dark'dead florid(an) forest of darkest light and
dumb'delectable ['s] (de'light)..........
as
I wish I were (a) drunk again (Ah, fruit'o'd'vine!)
but it's far too much fckng work.
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