"I am like a machine. All that I really need is medicine and then I'll fall fast asleep. In my dream-like state I'll pretend I'm unscathed, but when I wake up my resilience fades. When I wake up, my resilience fades. How long? I know there's more to life than slavery. I'm tired of dying. I know there's more to life than drinking the soul sick medicine. Oh, no. No, I'll never listen to what I'm told. At 24 you'd think I'd hold my speech. Instead I'll mix it with cocktail, some truth, and some slander. I never practice what I preach."
The Classic Crime
Medisin
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