You see, friend, you never truly leave, and it never truly leaves you either. The dead grass under your boot is as much a part of you as you will be a part of it. The only thing you can do until then is simply survive it, bear it's weight on your shoulders and hope it doesn't crush you too soon, because once that happens, it's over. When you are reclaimed, and if you are lucky, you'll be a beautiful flower in the dirt, one that shines out amongst the dirt and blood on the ground, a shining beacon that tells others, "Hey, I made it this far, so can you" and you'll be a marker on the journey of another survivor in this hellscape on the same parh you took yourself. So if you make it to another sunrise, smile and laugh, share a drink and smoke with a fellow survivor, and live this fucked up life of ours to the fullest. ... Otherwise, this place will eat your soul long before you're ever dead. And honestly, that's the worst kind of death out there. Now how about some music for your weary soul in exchange for something to eat or drink? I'm not going Anymore Anywhere Anytime Soon So kick back near the fire and just enjoy some peace while we got it...
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