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As Seen In the Mirror
As seen in the mirror Oh, I’m not done yet, when young I was dense because I could not see further than the now, old age will continue even when I drown, sucked down by aching memory I shall not perish. Self-consciousness be damned, once I had a good singing voice I let it slide because I was afraid of doing what was needed to practice and practice until I could compete with Jussie Björling So, you have not heard of him, he was a Swede and could open up your soul and find the diamond handed down to you from countless generations giving you an understanding of the nature of beauty and love, the strength that will set you free. Ok, let the battle commence, old age to go to war against the light that no longer is bright and to suffer the kindness of those tries to patronize you; mind, they can carry my suitcase when setting sail for the Saragossa Island; for so it is written. How foolish we are, how stupid mankind is dreaming of success of the banal, and not seeing the victory of being free of your shallow reputation; a life lived should mean nothing to anyone. Oh, man, lift your head off the grinding stone, see the pattern in the afternoon sky and rejoice.
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