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Stream of Conscious I

What to do, to die today at twenty till two or two? A thing distinctly hard to say but harder still to do. For to get beat a taboo, at twenty till two, a-ratta-ta-tatta-ta-tatta-ta-to. The dragon may come when he hears the drum at twenty till two today, at twenty till two or two.

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