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My dude came home like Papillon, his spirit never captured
But truth be told, he never had a second chapter
Camo, green and gold, pull me in the sky, it’s the Rapture
Anno Domini, it’s no before, it’s only after

Thought:

“This sentence have I left behind:
An aching body, and a mind
Not wholly clear, nor wholly blind,
Too keen to rest, too weak to find,
That travails sore, and brings forth wind,
Are God’s worst portion to mankind.”

Matthew Arnold | “A Nameless Epitaph”

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