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Lament for something or another. (Free verse) by Nicholas Jones
What was there? Nothing but unproductive emptiness conferring no economic advantage; I mean, there were never certainties, I was always confused, but once I believed in that, worried about art, so Christ, I'm superstructural, got no base, stumble from nothing to nowhere, get lost in the margins, become a useful member of society with no ideas or actions. I dream of production, creation, coherence, beautiful dialectics, leftist transcendence, but when I examine my mind all I derive is uncertainty, sadness, fragments of ideas I no longer understand.

Up the ladder: unheeded
Down the ladder: The death of Carlos Huarrez

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Arithmetic Mean: 9.0
Weighted score: 5.1897035
Overall Rank: 4737
Posted: April 26, 2009 12:54 PM PDT; Last modified: April 26, 2009 12:54 PM PDT
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[9] http://mulberryfairy @ 70.16.67.83 | 5-May-09/6:41 PM | Reply
I agree, I thought?
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