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Anxious Adam

The Age of Anxiety means standing in line, less afraid to wait for death, than to save a dollar, now here's a bargain- stand up and walk away; for you're better off being happy with what you've got, than fighting for what will never be, lost memories, neglected children, Death waving crystal clear from your 60 inch flat screen TV, what's it good for? To pass the time, make habit of learning something new, enjoy the company of strangers, experience life in sublime new truth: everything is equal, survival needn't further proof, but to take the remaining hour and hold it close in wonder.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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