Thursday, November 23

No concentration of brilliant things ever seems as brilliant
As its individual parts do left to their own,
In amogst the pieces that are not so brilliant
Who downplay expectation and build up suspense.

It is this reason no greatest hits of songs ever works
No anthology of timeless poetry impresses
No feast of rich delicacies ever satisfies
And no frantic drug-riddled expectant clawing for happiness succeeds.

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