Cut the power, I’ll thrive in the dark The survivors killers and cowards ’cause we ain’t got no heart No hours, every day is a tally mark We hid while they went in the Ark, two by two When he was gone we danced under the moon
“Poetry is mankind’s oldest literature to retain popularity with a bulldog grip for about 5000 years and the grip has suddenly slipped.”
Gene Wolfe
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