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Solitude saddens me. The mere thought of being alone terrifies me. Being residual, being distinguishable makes me gloomy. A cigarette. I place it in my mouth, I turn it between one finger and another and another still. Time calls, but you don't answer. You know you're too old to b… more Track 01 - Five Years
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