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[godotishere]

See this old man out in the dead of night; he is hunched over and his hands are shaking as he stares at the sky and plucks the strings of an acoustic guitar. With each new note it gets more difficult for him; he’s lied to himself about being able to exist without the medication. Resolutely, he tries his very best-I know-to make the music sound

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pro-fane! pro-fane!

[thespectacle]

See this old man out in the dead of shit; he is hunched over and his hands are shaking as he stares drunk at the sky and plucks the tie strings of his drawers of stich. With each new note it gets more difficult to the bliss; as he has lied to himself, over and over, about being able to resist.