Pruzzels
mostly original pruzzels from the pruault.
Pruzzels
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wikipedia poem, no. 23 [How to Deal with Failure in the Age of Reddit]

How to Deal with Failure in the Age of Reddit known as reductio ad absurd this platonic object but not exist yes, if you are existence then count main characters certain certain certain sensory (see threatfulness) textual this perfectly specific here in fact the black takes a bicycle the computer the computer edits the population this is a text: egg fried in freedom will existence of free will your obligation compiles failure ergo sum sound deep below art being at does nonexistence and existence in certain sensations in the face of braces it.
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“The music is beautiful it takes me”

The music is beautiful it takes me a long time to see that this is besides the point.
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Stein on France, Progress, History

“The background of tradition of profound conviction that men and women and children do not change, that science is interesting but does not change anything, that democracy is real but that governments unless they tax you too much or get you defeated by the enemy are of no importance.” Gertrude Stein in Paris France
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Five Days Outside of London
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wikipedia poem, no. 22

black lines pushed up against the fence off Chaos you’re all trust me! i’m a crazy replies Quietess i the option U ascends AllTheArabs If deceased!
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After Reading Stanley Fish (How to Save Amerika)

There’s nothing wrong with Amerika Our leader is a Strawberry Bearer Proposing a thousand point argument to the bathroom mirror And fine we complain of the winter cold and summer heat Autumn is beautiful though and there’s nothing wrong with America When leaves fall and windows break and babies cry From no milk or when the honey bees bark east from Alachua Past the Palm Coast reed and into the ocean The hive’s leader barren like lightning strike Will do what she has trained to do die and try again There’s nothing wrong with Amerika.
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mailorderapocrypha:

WILL YOU BE ALIVE IN 1982? (1980)
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wikipedia poem, no. 20
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Every photograph is a theft.
Every photograph is a theft.
Every photograph is a theft.
Every photograph is a theft.
Every photograph is a theft.
Every photograph is a theft.
Every photograph is a theft.
Every photograph is a theft.
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“Orpheus in Athens” by Jack Spicer

The boy had never seen an honest man. He looked among us every night he said. He eyed each stranger like…