say hello to my heroin
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"Breakfast where the news is read
Television children fed
Unborn living, living, dead
Bullet strikes the helmet's head
And it's all over."

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I’m glad my wife was around. In times like this, it’s good when you’re with someone who desires the same things as you and is open and not closed to your energy.  She could make me feel like I wasn’t in some godforsaken hole. One day when she was wearing metallic sunglasses I could see myself in miniature and thought how small everything had become.  - Bob Dylan, Chronicles: Volume One
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iv0rywave: i’m looking for a drug lord
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