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fair stand the fields of France

in the awesome strumming of no
guitars
I can never get too high

in places where giraffes run like
hate
I can never get too lonely

in bars where celluloid bartenders
serve poisoned laughter
I can never get too drunk

at the bottom of mountains
where suicides flow into the streams
I smile better than Mona Lisa

high lonely drunken grin of grief
I love you.

--Charles Bukowski