I’ve lost track forgotten more than I’ll ever remember As if it all escaped some imaginary smoke stack Leaving fragments adhering to the sides of the flue That are accessible only by serendipity, not effort You see, I believe I used to know lots of things Don’t ask me anything hoping I might suddenly know …
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