Simple Theories

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  I never had the autobiography, I only watched the pink area of the overcast dawn, I reached an edge like most do, the sizzling of rain slapped less pavements because earnestness resumed, verbs became compounded as I stood, Nouns remain easy to ignore, each sentence seemed available but I learned otherwise, I am not always there when I said that, each writer reports on the risk then forgets the details, ”Herr Frankenstein you shall be deterred”