You're Mother Night!
by Kurt Vonnegut
Nobody knows what to believe about you, and you know least of all. You
spent most of your time convinced that the ends justify the means, but your means were,
well, downright mean! And the end is nigh. Meanwhile all you want is to travel back in
time, if not to change, then to just delight in the way it used to be. You are who you
pretend to be. Oh yes, you're the great pretender.
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Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Snagged from Nineteen Sixty Eight...
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3 comments:
That's a little freaky.
At least you were a grownup book. I was a book for children. lol. Or crazy people, I don't know.
Makes you sound very complicated.
What are you up to? I always check this one, do you update more on the other one now?
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