See? I didn't even care about my hair.
I lived in the big gray coat
and stumped around
trying to accept suffering and death,
forced to confront my delusions, fears, and mistakes,
which were stalking me, in the store and out.
I lived in the big gray coat
and stumped around
trying to accept suffering and death,
forced to confront my delusions, fears, and mistakes,
which were stalking me, in the store and out.
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