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No Talent for Certainty

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R.B.A.A.

On 2016010720160107 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original PoemsLeave a comment

The world is a Random Blame-Assigning Algorithm, with occasional breaks to whimsically ascribe credit; and if this doesn’t make sense to you, it’s probably that woman you saw at the grocery store’s fault.

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