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Be Careful What You Say. It Comes True. It Comes True. I Had To Leave Home In Order To See The World Logically, Logic The New Way Of Seeing. I Learned To Think That Mysteries Are For Explanation. I Enjoy The Simplicity. Concrete Pours Out Of My Mouth To Cover The Forests With Freeways And Sidewalks. Give Me Plastics, Periodical Tables, Tv Dinners With Vegetables No More Complex Than Peas Mixed With Diced Carrots. Shine Floodlights Into Dark Corners: No Ghosts.

It Seems That Writing Chose Me. I Feel That Because I Know History, And I Know The History Of So Many Cultures; I Have Lived A Large Life.

You Must Not Tell Anyone,' My Mother Said, 'what I Am About To Tell You.'

There's Something In Life That's A Curtain, And I Keep Trying To Raise It.

We're All Under The Same Sky And Walk The Same Earth; We're Alive Together During The Same Moment.