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… They fuck you up, your mum and dad. How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is to have a thankless child. Follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly. At the root of all unhappiness is a crisis of Love. I don't believe in anything anymore: god, country, money or love Love, forgive us—cinders, ashes, dust I want the final rending of my flesh from yours. Love, let us be true to one another We're bound together like sailors, swaying across a Forgive these ghost hands bringing you nothing, Acknowledgements About the Author
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