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>>4263903
what the fuck is this post

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I have no fucking clue what's going on in this thread.

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>>3165628
at least your family still reads.

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Nobody reads books anymore, dumb faggot.

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so, any good books written by and/or about beatniks? poetry would be ok too, as well as books just defining the era of the beatniks and all. i've never really heard alot about them, but from what i did hear, they were kind of like 1950 hipsters.

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I need some constructive (or otherwise) criticism from you guys.

The Sun, vibrant yet desultory, falls upon us each day
As the soldier ants vie for crags and borders where its shadows fall
And the workers toil in white or blue, fighting their own battles
For love and truth,
Or furious nothings.

It lashes the necks of the fair,
It hardens the skins of the russet,
And it exposes the faces of the pitiful constructs
Our homes and our hearts.

And when it lowers below the fringe,
That separates reason from madness,
And light from dark…
The people gather round to take count of the fallen.

When it strikes the wanderer with its morning rays
Everything loosens, and he exults and languishes in his end.
His feet slip, and his parched throat whines,
And he falls in his shadow to die;
His body resting in the small lake of darkness
That will be an ocean nigh.

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