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Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

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I can’t have it
and you can’t have it
and we won’t
get it
 
so don’t bet on it
or even think about
it
 
just get out of bed
each morning
 
wash
shave
clothe
yoursel f
and go out into
it
 
because
outside of that
all that’s left is
suicide and
madness
 
so you just
can’t
expect too much
 
you can’t even
expect
 
so what you do
is
work from a modest
minimal
base
 
like when you
walk outside
be glad your car
might possibly
be there
 
and if it is—
that the tires
aren’t
flat
 
then you get
in
and if it
starts—you
start.
 
and
it’s the damndest
movie
you’ve ever
seen
because
you’re
in it—
 
low budget
and
4 billion
critics
 
and the longest
run
you ever hope
for
is
 
one
day.

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Preferido o celebrado por...
Yuanyuan Jiang
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