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Some Say The World Will End In Fire, Some Say In Ice. From What I've Tasted Of Desire, I Hold With Those Who Favor Fire. But If It Had To Perish Twice I Think I Know Enough Of Hate To Say That For Destruction Ice Is Also Great And Would Suffice.

I Write To Find Out What I Didn't Know I Knew.

I Cut My Own Hair. I Got Sick Of Barbers Because They Talk Too Much. And Too Much Of Their Talk Was About My Hair Coming Out.

Don't Be An Agnostic. Be Something.

I'd Like To Get Away From Earth Awhile / And Then Come Back To It And Begin Over.