February 27th we are watching the war on television as if it were a show baby faces crying parents brothers sisters dying starving we are watching while we fork through gourmet dinners that we learned
O, Febfast, Febfast not so fast especially in a leap year you think at 14 you’re halfway but no no no it’s halfway plus another day it’s good it’s bad it’s what it is a fad to drive me mad with longin
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