| Lis: |
(gazing at the poem) Does this say anything to you? |
| Linda: |
The author wishes to disappear: it's a paen to oblivion. |
| Ron: |
How wimpy! Each person should affirm their life and God's creation.
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| Lex: |
Blaah, blaah, blaah. While we talk, snowflakes melt. |
