10.7.11

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I am thankful that I do not quantify my life by the standards of music festivals and live shows.

I eat music spoonfuls.

Most of them are dead.

I can still be vegetarian because I did not cook them.

I'm more like a worm, or a beetle.

A scavenger of sorts.

Still myself.

Three cheers for unnecessary spacing.

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