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[first lines]Narrator: There he lies. God rest his soul, and his rudeness. A devouring public can now share the remains of his sickness, and his phone numbers. There he lay: poet, prophet, outlaw, fake, star of electricity. Nailed by a peeping tom, who would soon discover...Jude: A poem is like a naked person...Narrator: - even the ghost was more than one person.Arthur: ...but a song is something that walks by itself.

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