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His Voice Was Handsome And Broken, Like A Cobblestone Street.

Do You Have Any Coffee?'...'it Stunts My Growth, And I'm Afraid Of Death.

I Felt, That Night, On That Stage, Under That Skull, Incredibly Close To Everything In The Universe, But Also Extremely Alone. I Wondered, For The First Time In My Life, If Life Was Worth All The Work It Took To Live. What Exactly Made It Worth It? What's So Horrible About Being Dead Forever, And Not Feeling Anything, And Not Even Dreaming? What's So Great About Feeling And Dreaming?

People Around The World Were Moving From One Place To Another. No One Was Staying.

Time Was Passing Like A Hand Waving From A Train That I Wanted To Be On.