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For I failed, perhaps, college,
Being here instead of med or law.
Thus, we are going to laugh at poems
You, with me, belonging to each other
No longer to words - starting tomorrow -
An epidemic of envy
For the multitudes within
- performing statistical analyses.
Grad - gradus - stone
School - schola - leisure
Let's us not forget
Ascending in the dingy air
Into the high noon
There're transcendent shadows
Shaw's Christians in heaven
Contemplating perpetuus -
Omnibus Om.
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The conscious shape reality.
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I was young
