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Feb 2021
Needing your wisdom, that's all.
To speak to myself is to speak with you,
my mechanism.
Doing the right thing has gotten harder with age,
would you agree?

of course you would, the man who wrote music and smoked countless cigarettes,
my broken idol.
Written by
Franz Bruck  25/Montreal
(25/Montreal)   
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