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daily pummeled with generalized anxiety! argh!DESPAIR -- composed many years ago as a stream of consciousness poem, but this meandering reflection on psychic state could also be read as one one prosaic screed! Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind across the infinitely open and wide prarieland (which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot), a barren vista ravages the metaphorical landscape of one measly mortal malcontent male bumping and scraping along an accursed habiliment just barely avoiding and dodging the diabolical demons mercilessly and unrelentingly ready to seduce this somewhat sanguine Simian who finds himself amidst the pitfalls of a tortured and twisted sister existence racked with the pinions that describe demonic dungeons damp, dark, demented domains a veritable no man

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