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    Death

    Razors pain you,
    rivers are damp.
    Acid stains you,
    drugs give you cramps.
    Guns arent lawful,
    nooses give.
    Gas smells awful,
    You might as well live.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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