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We revel in our deceptions, Careen in the mallowness Of the majolica That is our life. There are no truths— Only deals. The sky this evening Seems surreal. This is art. We are critics Of the coffee cup, Knowing what we like. Those who do, Will.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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