it's
all the same
to me
all the same  faces thoughts reprints
crooks        like a 
scene in the book
but not in the film
where the thunder lashed & the mts. roared
yet all the same
    in any case
               the muddy gore of banks & manufacturers
repairs to venture forth & boys becoming men
it's all the same
                   autumn
                   streets
                   coat
                   damp
                       quaint little bldings
     lessons to be learned
       & "victory to the worthy race" 

   whether i
lurch or slouch  
soar or fall
curse or weep
              it's all the same.
       

leftwich  - dalachinsky

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