My wings are clipped
my heart bleeds
my eyes have sorrow
that you haven't come to pass
my soul lies battered and debauched
and my limbs are but wasted
my senses make no sense
and I am all alone
Wish I could die
consumed by fire
maybe then rise again
to be a golden flame
discover myself afresh
and make my presence felt
--
I am one hell of a guy, I can do anything I want, only I just don't have the
faintest idea what.
- Zaphod Beeblebrox, in The Hitch Hiker's Guide To The Galaxy
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