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There's a specter in the corner of an illustrated page

And a lonesome muted stripling with a rapt remedial gaze.

The poverty of his language and the wealth of his emotion

Bring him endless murky musings and unexpected frustration

Angst and madness weave the fabric of his life.

Tomorrow might be better but right now it feels like#&%#"@$#!"&*""%%75838769%("%56("5965&65"$"%423!(060_*"7534#

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(Greg Graffin, Sometimes it feels like)

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Bem... Semana difícil...

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Paz