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2008-07-07 - 1:57 a.m.
All my heroes are dying off
I thought they'd always be there
If I ever thought at all
Each one skips off
Out of the atmosphere, beyond the gravity well
Their particles meld with the universe
Obituaries scribed in electrons
The circumstances of their going
Is almost always sad
So many suicides
And secret, sordid lives
Some of them weren't heroes
To me
Intellectual acquaintances
Ideological ships in the night
Inspirational tales
Of things best left undone
All my heroes are dying off
Monuments to monuments
Dust to dust
If they can cease to be
Someday, so will I
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So, how do you like them apples?