The world ain't so big. My prognosis ain't bleak. You don't scare me with your flames.
Taken: 04/30/2010 at Brooklyn College, Brooklyn, NY. An ant picks his way across the hot stone. Unaware of its institution. The black beneath matches the black within. The explosions are of no concern. The world is only as big as he can traverse in a thought.
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