| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - and afterwards I was leaning against this bar thinking about the end of the world and these two angelic-looking girls, they were maybe six years old, came running up to me holding hands and told me they liked my poems, and I thought I wanted those girls to grow up and know many more and better poems than the ones I had read, which were mostly about my disdain for poetry and the world.
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