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Lies there are lies you tell to yourself there are lies you tell to neighbours, friends, third parties. I am fat I am ugly I am misshapen I am unlovable I am unwise I am young and stupid and old beyond my years. Really. I've traveled, I've seen cotton growing in cotton fields in Florida and men selling talking drums, with a ping-ping-ping on road sides in India. and so you split yourself and lose your virginity in Paris too lazy to climb on top and you take a picture of the ceiling you were looking at while all of this, all of us, transgressed. who are you trying to kid? Adam Tod Leverton (atleverton@yahoo.ca)


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