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Biography is either masked ball or epitaph. As you find me, so we are.
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Sunday, 25 March 2012
It's not me, it's you
Ayn Rand, Ayn Rand,
Made being selfish sound right grand;
Then when love turned her unhappy
To the spurner she was snappy.
Maybe lover, brother, mother
Really could require each other?
So her thinking we reloop -
See! Even fighting needs the group.
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