So here I am, Poet Extraordinaire, with nothing to say. Nada. Zilch. I am so without topic that I am reading Facebook posts about the 9 Worst Breakfasts and Cthulu Christmas wreathes. The entire range of human knowledge is at my fingertips on the interwebs, and this is what I focus on.
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In the words of Bob Dylan, “When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose.”
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Something to be said for that!
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