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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

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marriage near nuptse


i heard every fact
echo from your cold parched lips

thunder in the moon
rage, rage, rage against my chest

my silence is hope
quenched by your fiery tears

sunshine on the hill
dream, dream, dream my one true love

i see creation
explode in all your heart beats

with rage -- dreams -- hopes -- love and us.
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