Words don't make good bones.
Don't try to rib up your lungs
With a sublime or grotesque poem,
Or everything that makes you upright
Will vanish at the speed of sound.
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Don't try to rib up your lungs With a sublime or grotesque poem, Or everything that makes you upright Will vanish at the speed of sound.
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