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Art imitates life

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  • For that, you shall be penalized. I was an angst-filled teen. We're talking 1970 here. I shall share with you some of the poetry that I remember from back then.

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    Blistered, burning, bleeding bodies. That is what you're after.
    Like the suicided corpse, hanging from the rafter.
    Do you die? Get to high? The answer is too plain.
    You're living with eternal torture and killing time with pain.
    Death? Time? Step aside! How dare you stand in my way?
    Naked truth, in the bathroom mirror, with nothing left to say.

I tell them to turn to the study of mathematics, for it is only there that they might escape the lusts of the flesh. -- Thomas Mann, "The Magic Mountain"

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