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I fight like a bound animal, I cuss like a juvenile delinquent, I love like an old lady, I look like my mother but I taste like my father smells. When I was twenty my skull opened up and my brain flew away and in its place I put my heart but to keep the blood flowing through the rest of me, I must constantly stuff my veins full of little letters that form intricate sentences that only select people and animals really understand. I am not complex but I'm a mess which confuses even the alpha of intellectuals, I have no money but have somehow bought more happiness than I can hold on to and must often stuff it into bottles with notes and send it away in trains. Michaelangelo painted my portrait on the side of the tallest buildings and in return I built him a time machine...where he went back in time and died, leaving those tall buildings lifeless and sad, so I suppose we both lost out on that one.

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