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Sunday, July 4, 2021
Well-Addressed Aporia Of The Disenchanted Man
Bah, absolute
Humbug I say—why
Do we call it
A brand-new day
When there’s nothing
New under the sun,
And hand-me-down
Habits continue
To wear us away?
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