| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Mon, Feb. 16, 2015I keep praying for the power to express in a phrase what it is I see when I read these stories-Holocaust and murder and unforgiveness-And I am a worm on the floor on its wormy knees-Begging- O Tell me the word!-Because there are a million million of us, and we are them.I know it.I look in the eyes of fat and greasy on the street, and he or she is the bloated carcass of the perverte
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