What the hell is in a year, anyway? Or three? In a cosmic sense, you're right back where you started. In another, you're just one more two-step closer to oblivion. Three years. How many miles is that? How many kisses? How many cigarettes and alcohol-induced trances still trying to figure it all out has it been? And I wonder "am I nearer or farther
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