I feel like a used candy bar wrapper. You know the part when all the good sugary happiness has dissolved on your tongue and all that's left is the crinkly chocolate speckled wrapper. The wrapper that somehow gets tossed aside and then is later seen drifting down the empty road before it falls into the four inch upper lip of the foul stench sewers.
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