Pelican
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What I know for sure
is less and less:
that a hot bath
won't cure loneliness.
That bacon is the best
bad thing to chew
and what you love
may kill you.
The odd connection
between perfection
and foolishness,
like the pelican
diving for his fish.
―Lee Robinson
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