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Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Frankly,
I find Kant confusing.

His terms not the least bit
amusing.

Why on him must I stake
the choice to forsake
a career of philosophical musing?

EWV
Posted by Oh hey O'Hara at 1:45 PM

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