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Shall We Yet Cry Buckets? Or an Ocean Still?
Or Are We To Cry in Our Beer Again? Which?
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The tender touching verse begetting sighs
till weepy weakened hearts alack go crack
deep bellied underground the real belies
in painting skins as aught but leather black --
each good, long cry full having coarse betrayed
wormed rotting waste beneath the sweat-soaked spade.
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The tender touching verse begetting sighs
till weepy weakened hearts alack go crack
deep bellied underground the real belies
in painting skins as aught but leather black --
each good, long cry full having coarse betrayed
wormed rotting waste beneath the sweat-soaked spade.
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Published 17th Aug 2023
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Brain, Reason, Facts, Truths, Wisdom, Ethics, Preventionism, Efilism, Antinatalism
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