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i saw an old heck down the avenue, he seems to be alone playing a beat up piece of shit guitar, nobody noticed him, i wonder whether that would be what im doing 50 years down the road if i failed life.

to those who think i dont write the way as i used to be, just stay away, i dont even bother even if you read, its more diary oriented nowdays, and its my blog and i do what i like o' here.