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doesn't the rooster feel any shame when his coarse, ugly tones are contrasted with the steady, lyrical tones of my music? what a devil he is. how is it they associate the owl's soft calls with death, while this monster exists unscathed by public opinion. i say again, what a devil he is.
early morning silence (with the exception of the aforesaid devil) inspires me to reckless truthfulness. sometimes, i believe it is a question of easy living set against true contented peace. at other times, it all seems a necessary performance, a concession to my environment. so where do they stand? the strength of my convictions.
early morning silence (with the exception of the aforesaid devil) inspires me to reckless truthfulness. sometimes, i believe it is a question of easy living set against true contented peace. at other times, it all seems a necessary performance, a concession to my environment. so where do they stand? the strength of my convictions.