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i look for real things.
not much is.
the painted faces on tv.
those politicians lies meant to seduce me.
'friends' and family who only want my money.
painted ladies with plastic emotions do little for me.
a sincere smile, or someone sobbing on my shoulder, a mahler symphony, or emotinal anger from a loved one, or a lonely train whistle in the night, an old old hound dog, that glass of lovingly made bourbon, or ffor breakfast a fried egg sandwich at white castle...
these are the things i live for.
99% of the rest is roadkill.
everyone's gone to the moon
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