that distance
that space
the smells of guilty and ego waft alternately over me
and hunted by a feelings that have no vocabulary
dazed...
sober ...
the remarks left behind...
and--
.... 1, 2, 3... 1, 2, 3... lets eat instead of drink.
lets collecting more fat and be happy!
just forgive and forget!
Wake up and live!
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