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am I free? – I ask myself
could I be free? – I have my doubts
am I under arrest? – not yet
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you are the moneysucker
the cognac-swiller, the limousine-rider
the shoe-polisher - I mean the bootlicker
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better to be a bad poet
and a good father, my son
better to be a rough poet
and a gentle father, my daughter
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only by doing dull things and
hanging out with shitty people
can i believe that the world is beautiful
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If Homer’s Achaeans were to fill the autumn forest,
even they would fail to defeat the falling leaves
