a beer and then go to box out, ok?
I have to thank a man.
took me by the collar for
and sank in deep shit
smoking.
He told me:
"Do not worry
rookie,
the world burns
and I endured the same words,
the same hours,
the same faces. For me it was
a brother a father a friend
a professor
a confessor
an idol
And God 'was the refuge of many nights
when the room became an echo
suicide.
E 'dead 15 years ago, when I
I had more or less 11
him and more than 70.
I've ever seen. Neither
known.
But I wanted to say thanks.
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