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Jun 2015
I, yearn for adventure
however the cost of it is too high
the cost of relationships
the cost of responsibilities
and the wasting away of the pounds
I've traded in for my life clock
I've restored to cheaper forms of adventure;
The ****
The coke
The ecstasy
The alcohol
The acid
The women
give a sense of escape
from the ordinary
repetitive life of a 9 to 5
zombie.
ManoelO
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ManoelO  UK
(UK)   
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