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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

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i hear siberia is lovely this time of year


i arrived at the shack in 1918
without wood
or coal
or insulation
or food

for the first two months
life and death seemed equal choices

somehow
i found a way
to say the words aloud

one smile
to guide me from hell
to icy heaven.
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