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Days go by me in remnants of beautyI pick up pieces of my shattered dayI can scarcely keep the wolves at bayThey sympathize quite crudely.The vultures cavorting in daylightPicking bones clean in a frenzy of feathersThe transcendent natives chewing their leathersAnd for my next breath I dutifully fight.I languish in rags with scratches and scarsThe money I saved is somewhere but where?Ironic and Rigid I suck in the tepid airAs I listen to screeching tires, relic cars..
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