Jimmy Rodgers sang he'd shoot
Poor Selma, just to watch her
Jump and fall. Then he yodeled.
Lord, lord. Dead at thirty-one,
Old Chemirocha, half man,
Half antelope, Kipsigis
Sang. Watch us all jump and fall.
Here are the truths, suffering,
Impermanence, and non-self.
Here are the falsehoods, we can
Know the truths, do anything
About them. I am haunted.
I will haunt you when I'm gone.
Voice in the air. Jump and fall.
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