HOW LIKE LIFE
I'm thinking the silliest among us
have lost all reason and the rest are
gone from the show. The whimsical
lighthouse has left its lamppost shining.
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I had a friend with a book. He carried
it everywhere, showing everyone how it
was his name on the cover, all that he'd
written and put there. Some places we
went, he even expected special parking.
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That's why I always liked the city :
you never needed a car, and if you had
one anyway, you were sort of just stuck.
Everything remains the same, and you
still have to find ways to get to it all.
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