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now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again
and interesting and modern
the country is grey and brown and white and trees
snows and skies of laughter always diminishing
less funny not just darker
not just grey
it may be the coldest day of the year
what does he think of that
I mean, what do I?
and if I do, perhaps I am myself again
— Frank O’Hara’s poem Mayakovsky via Don Draper, Mad Men
