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An Elegy & A Praise For My Youth

Wasted.... Check.

Bitterly spent... Check.

Worn out... Check.

 

Great *** Check.

Drinks... Check.

Parties... Check.

Money... Check.

 

Cool mates... Check.

Visiting interesting places... Check.

Hot ladies in cool laces... Check.

Pretty faces... Check.

 

(My conscience asks 'what are you happy now??!')

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Nov 14, 2010
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