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I read the world in the news
It’s all news to me
Local star dies
Sister sings songs in memory

So self-absorbed
The depth of meaning is a relativity
in relation to it’s being apart of me
—or not

Sitting Guru—Rabbi of stone
A search for meaning before the tomb
Wretched sin leeches life from me
As I waste time dribbling ink from a pen

It’s not for you but for me
It’s all about me
Nothing if nothing but vanity
To pretend or deny would be a mortal lie

I reach no lofty plains of philosophy
Just another day w/ to much of nothing to do
So I sit and write
Nothing for no one

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