So I'm a-sittin here trying to write a paper. It's long overdue. But it's dark and quiet and I can't think of anything to say. I don't want to look at my own words.
So I'm a-readin poetry to inspire me. No, distract me. Wait. That's not it either. It's all to remind me why I don't write the stuff myself.
No-talent hack, yessum that's me.
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Sweet merciful jesus, please forgive me for my sacrilege.
Lift me up out of this illusion, Lord. Heal my perception that I may know only reality and only you......
[gratuitous Bill pic]
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