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             comprehension test

i can make a doorstop out of anything

you failed to sympathize,  maybe forgot is the word

and your vicarious joy was no better than your commisery

i don't know how it all ends

but i know when.  whenever i say.

here's the dreadful equation

you live because i think there's hope for me

now, what was it i can make out of anything?

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