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Sunday, September 2, 2018
Swelled Head Meeting His Match Halfway
You’re always on the verge
Of discovering something
Of vast import, uplifting
To those you think are
Well below you, when
Will you at last bend
Over backwards and fall
Head over heels over
The deep end?
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