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Good trip

God so good to me

 

Traveled in soup kitchens

Hit rock bottom

 

Lost everything and my socks

Years of mundane games

 

Over 50

Women abound

 

Bodies rented

As food comes and then goes

Abuse our human machines

 

Nobody gets out of this alive

Last thing to conquer

Death is my friend

Too the end

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