The bars are closed and even the crickets are asleep. I’m standing in the cemetery looking at all of the dead; there is a man that has been dead now for over 100 years, who was younger and wilder than you are than I am. I light the next to last cigarette, remembering all of the 2ams of my past. My father is somewhere under this earth. I’m
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