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No Wisdom's Wiser

( in loving memory of JPR) Nowhere to go, is this a bonus feed Maybe a curse, although it’s too grandstanding Born into nothing, I’ve got nowhere to proceed As if I fly too high to care about the landing In fact, it was much simpler in reality Dystopian curators were too lazy And too corrupted to maintain the trad brutality Corruption is godsent when rules are crazy So I felt free and acted loosely, dear friend But times again were changing their course Much faster, but I got them in the end No wisdom’s wiser than that smile of yours..

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