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Category: Writing and Poetry
In a vision of greatness Or a Joke of the Soul, What will come of these things that I see? Ropes and Knots or words That mean something, and nothing – Keep talking, and talking Drunk and stoned- High on life in darkness. We sacrifice ourselves for the good time, And the quick fix. These broken down old man bodies Work better when numb. Why not another conversation – 5a.m. - 6a.m. – 7a.m. – 4p.m. I woke for Chinese food and weed. No coffee for me, Just tea.
12:08 AM
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