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The sermon for May. 27, 2003 is: endure


12:54 p.m. 



        ah,

             well;  thus

       my ambition 


                to write a poem  
a day
                	rusts,
		like 

all missions

                      and mysteries
			
                           do,

	dissolves

                from fierce
	
		holding (cherish

	this,

		promise me,

every day you

	live) 

			to clumsy

quietus and end

		stop,

stop,

	perish

(dear beloved: i hate this fucking letter)

		rust,

fail,

		fail better


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