at the very moment when
i am thinking of how to plagiarize
a part of your
creation, i am picking peanuts
from a jar, and
i stop writing when i have to
use two hands to
swallow the nuts
and then chew
right there, the ideas pop out
that this could have
been better if
you thought about it
i simply thought of making an
improvement
from a previous one
made by a lousy
man.
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