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How can I wear the harness of toil
And sweat at the daily round
While in my soul forever
The drums of Pictdom sound
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My characters are more like men than these real men are see. Theyre rough and rude they got hands and they got bellies. They hate and they lust break the skin of civilization and you find the ape roaring and redhanded.
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