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Even a rationalist needs to pretend sometimes, and this is where I do mine. It’s also a convenient place to put my poems of general nonsense, and those that don’t do much except talk about an intense child.
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From the First Notes of Dawn till the Last Chords of Dusk
Genesis – Chapter 1, Version 2
Just Another Face in the Choir
The Meeting of Samson and Hercules
Nosedrip Headtrip
That I Might Know the Proof of You
