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Chapter 14
I love American history
but it is much older
than I am
I enjoy
reading about it
despite not having been there
for most of it
He or she
who writes history
is a writer of mystery
armed with a fistful
of facts
jigsaw-puzzled together
and glued over
with the author's lust
to make
the New York Times
best-seller list
The mystery holds water
wetted by
the author's glibness
and gusto for fictional interludes
that are never labelled
as such
But if it is a matter
of my personal history,
a fictional prelude
morphs into melodies
I have no idea what that means
but I like the sound
of it
Said
Mr. No One In Particular
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Chapter 15
I got to where I am
by not being
anywhere else
And I have yet to meet
a person
for whom
that wasn't true
"Approximations of the truth"
is another name
for those fictional interludes
No word in the English language
has more synonyms
than the word
HELP
Many of those synonyms
are not even words, per se:
Body language speaks louder
than most words
Very very few words
in the English language
have more synonyms
than the word
TRUTH
Approximately
The best friend
of the Truth
is
THE LIE
Without it,
the Truth would have
no place to hide
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The next chapter
is here
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