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Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.
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cool, lobal fellatio and twisted time. there's a lot in this poem that I like, (e.g. "somewhere in the distant present") but it could stand to lose a few adjectives here and there. Just my opinion, though. Pared down, I think this could be a wonderful poem.
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