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Finding Out

And why shouldn’t life be about:

Fighting

Fucking

Writing

And music?


Making great love

To a great woman. . .


Getting into a fight

With a great man . . .


Making great art

With nothing but what you know

Which isn’t very much

And an idea of what you could become

If you worked really really fucking hard

To become it.


Mix it all together . . .


Through in some great music

To show him the way

And what will become

Of the man who lives his life this way?


Guess we’ll find out.





 
 
 

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