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By Jack Joseph Smith
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(I frighten weuen, )
A veieces I go crazy with what I can touch,
Herion as the center ef the earth; doomed to
nenexistance, er excited about it. Th E d 0mY,
Pronketer hed a hatred for gossip. He heard
steries in his brain that mankind didn't leve
him, Ne, respect him, He wanted it acknowledged
that he deemed his deeds necessary.
Now by a passion he was-sent after grief flash--
ing en hie brain the certainty he would die younge
He follewed it inte a eresslegged sit on the sand,
from where-his mind rese in ability te dispise buf
dens: and dismiss: them,
He reoig in the -distange and Firted the speek of
Animal) running frea the South toward’ him at the ;
end of the computer wilderness; Along the low hard’
sand he waren this figure nes untill anima A>
heer hide ge with fersen roddy Luwd .
Animal’ watched’ the black haired fair skin mar
turn his eyes: away, He decided te go over te him,
-\ and let: his legs ge inte the slumber of a joge
f w ~ ———Threvgh the night Jaugeline had been a rainbow . P ef
hi an Lights in the clobs of colors oppos (He ly PE pected,
ony Prem the moons Silver dress and silver hair pass= l fi L
ing like a transparent ghest’ within the dens of
scotch, New in the morning her virtue had changed