all theories like clichés shot to hell, all these small faces looking up beautiful and believing; i wish to weep but sorrow is stupid. i wish to believe but belief is a graveyard. we have narrowed it down to the butcherknife and the mockingbird. wish us luck. Charles Bukowski
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