Its easy for you to turn the other way, pretend to be happy, think about the good times. Then lie. Lie about all that you say you stand for. Lie about your standards. Lie about your projected future. You've made your way into the smelting pot of society and you're damn well near the end of your shelf-life. You're close to expiring. You're up-in-arms and about to bear arms so that you can tell the man with no arms he is lucky.
You walk in a crowd and look at people as if you know them or recognize them from some place, but you don't. You pretend that you're life is complicated, but it isn't. You place your bet, but its too late. It something that you're going to have to deal with.
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