To days of inspiration
Playing hookey, making something out of nothing
The need to express
To communicate,
To going against the grain,
Going insane
Going mad
To loving tension, no pension
To more than one dimension,
To starving for attention,
Hating convention, hating pretension
Not to mention of course,
Hating dear old mom and dad
To riding your bike,
Midday past the three piece suits
To fruits - to no absolutes
To Absolut - to choice
To the Village Voice
To any passing fad
To being an us for once, instead of a them
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