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MY FORM IS SOMETHING ODD.

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Frightened Rabbit – Nothing Like You

“‘Tis true my form is something odd,
But blaming me is blaming God;
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.

If I could reach from pole to pole
Or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul;
The mind’s the standard of the man.”

— poem used by Joseph Merrick to end his letters, adapted from “False Greatness” by Isaac Watts.

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(Sam thought you might like this.)

I live until the call.

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The Tallest Man On Earth – The Wild Hunt

I was never born, I just walked in one frosty morn. I live while I’m living, and I shall live until the call.

When I die, I die and I plan to be forgotten when I’m gone.

My path to heaven is guided. Along that golden highway I see God in the headlights, I read the signs. I say to myself ‘Things I have seen run with the river’s flow, and so shall I’.

Beyond this path I see another world. ‘This is not a summer dream’ I say. There I’ll sleep out in the glade just by the giant tree, just to be closer when my spirit’s pulled away.

And leave my heart to the wild hunt.

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And today we have Sam. Sam likes The Tallest Man On Earth. Some cry for Dylan comparisons, others lambaste them for trying. And you?