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All
hail the unspoken renaissance building and beating
in loud hearts that
have cursed themselves with silence!
Human frailty is an illusion created by the weak masquerading as Roman
pillars of successful evolution
and believed by the full and noble
hearts who found a corner to store some doubt in.
Go fucking crazy.
Go absolutely mad.
Take your lost hours and lost dreams and lost children of magnificent
creation
and give them shoes to sooth their aching blisters.
The more you elude the muse, the more it's gonna come lookin' for ya
and it's going to catch up.
Suck in the fury like speeding clouds of stale cigar smoke
and cough up
your churning glory for the good of anyone who just don't know how to
inhale.
Grab your psyche by the balls and pull.
There ain't nothin' in the world like something it's never seen
so show 'em.
Show 'em you were bluffing.
Show 'em you had that spade up yer sleeve the whole time and show 'em it ain't cheatin' at the game
if you can call it
'being
prepared' convincingly enough.
Show 'em hell, but only if you've been there.
Show 'em hell and steal their souvenir money.
Show 'em that after all this time, ya still know yer way around the
places
ya swore you'd never visit again.
Show 'em hell.
Show 'em high water
and show 'em how much steam yer capable of carryin' around in yer
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