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Post by Hide Ho on Nov 30, 2019 22:23:31 GMT
Someone says they are me. I don't believe it. Yet I am here still, somehow. Average. Work my job. 5 am to 3:30 pm. One bottle after another. One part after another has kept me fit. I can outrun a twenty yearold. I am still stronger than I should be. Looked at as 15 years younger than I am. Get along better with young kids and old folk better than those my age. Ah, well. I didn't make this world. Funny life sometimes and rotten other times. More fake ideas and shit pumped into my mind. We lose it all in the end so why bother wanting anything.
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What tells you this?
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Post by What tells you this? on Nov 30, 2019 22:45:24 GMT
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