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Le'go All That Zhit, Man
I must ask, before i drop into the netherland of
disrepute, how will i be called
upon, death after death,
and Life can have little
r e c ou rse.
who was thee's good old folk who sponsored my being
in 50's
love screaming south brooklyn.
Wee don't have any-thing left for me, & i quite
don't want it (whatever it is).
Travel light as can be when ye can see
The Terminal (end----absolute)
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