"great writers are indecent people
they live unfairly
saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world
so that bastards like me can keep creating art,
become immortal.
if you read this after I am dead
it means I made it."
they live unfairly
saving the best part for paper. good human beings save the world
so that bastards like me can keep creating art,
become immortal.
if you read this after I am dead
it means I made it."
— Charles Bukowski (The People Look Like Flowers At Last: New Poems)
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