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So my last dying words...
"The stupidity I found with this world...
That there is punishment to the soul...
For just getting drunk and being capable...
That some kind of greater party will begin...
That true connection can only occur...
When you have partaken of the difficult
and uncomfortable...
This mistakeness has caused much mishap!
Too many spoiled yards out of the wilderness!
Oh the death-cries of the middle-class children!
But even though these transgressions...
Despite the misuse of the set energy...
Why again must it all be taken away?"
That there is punishment to the soul...
For just getting drunk and being capable...
That some kind of greater party will begin...
That true connection can only occur...
When you have partaken of the difficult
and uncomfortable...
This mistakeness has caused much mishap!
Too many spoiled yards out of the wilderness!
Oh the death-cries of the middle-class children!
But even though these transgressions...
Despite the misuse of the set energy...
Why again must it all be taken away?"
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