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Like a rock,
like a planet,
Like a fucking atom bomb.
I'll remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness
that i encounter everywhere I turn.
I've seen it all along,
In book and magazines.
Like a twitch before dying,
like a pornographic scene.
There's a flower behind the window,
there's an ugly laughing man,
like a hummingbird in silence,
like the blood on the door.
it's the generator.
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Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war.
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