are out there.
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2003-06-17 / 12:32 a.m.
.: recurring breadline
unemployment checks ran out. time to go get a job. fuck it, because life goes on. i can climb when i have to.
Dawn arrives and no one receives it in his mouth
because morning and hope are impossible there:
sometimes the furious swarming coins
penetrate like drills and devour abandoned children.
Those who go out early know in their bones
there will be no paradise or loves that bloom and die:
they know they will be mired in numbers and laws,
in mindless games, in fruitless labors.
: federico garcia lorca - dawn
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