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Today a nation mourns
Another media figure's passed away
In the same fashion as a thousand others every day
No network news, no motorcade to mark their passing
No one'll eulogize them in Time Magazine
No one'll ever call them a hero
For their pioneering work in flying through a windshield,
Falling off a horse, or being shot down
Like a dog in the street
Maybe I'm just missing something
What's so valiant about fucking dying?
It's not like they bought it with a puppy under one arm
A baby in the other
Leaping through a wall of flames to safety
They were famous
Now they're dead
My adulation is too precious a commodity to waste on them
My heroes have always been princesses!
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