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State of Grace

Frankly, your prolificity disturbs me:
It serves to satisfy an insatiable hunger
For mediocrity. You swagger in vain
Against extinction. But the efforts of those
Who wrest crumbs from history
Will ensure your immortality.

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Posted on December 29, 2011 at 6:39 am in Poems of regret and Resentment   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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