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Our friends, the enemy.
I filled the margins of my schoolbooks with lyrics.
Our athletes are our heroes.
Not what we have But what we enjoy, constitutes our abundance.
We consider all our animals to be our kids.
We are asleep with compasses in our hands.
There's actually 14 in our family, but we disowned the others.
I was in Jungian analysis for 20 years, 1976-96.
Do your kids a favor - don't have any.
