I do. I am. I was , my name is Sam. I can, I could, I'll be again. Lost, lonely, cast out on the street. bologna pools of shit. nothing more than shallow thoughts spude forth by weak minds.
Take some time to meditate, prone to lose.Not to think.Like a mist it's gone. Devil breath hot fire burns on. Nothing in these words of wit. A fool to tell of stupid shit.
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