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I'm not a good singer by I'll still sing certain lyrics over and over again: "Old man, take a look at my life. I'm a lot like you were."

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So true. For me it’s the words, “Let us go then you and I, when the evening is laid out against the sky like a patient etherized upon the table...” They run through my head not quite every time I’m getting ready to leave the house, but more often than I’d care to admit...

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