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Originally Posted by holynapkin
The second paragraph has no flow at all. I am sorry but those lyrics cannot be sung.
Even if it was poetry, it still lacks anything that would deem it so. It seems more like a cruddy letter written to someone.
But, whatever, to each his own.
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shooot man, anything can be sung!
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Lew Harrison, who looked like an anarchist with his red eyes and fierce black beard, had been writing furiously in one corner of the room. "That's good— happiness by the kilowatt," he said. "Buy your happiness the way you buy light."
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