sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in. — Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in. — Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in. — Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in. — Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in. — Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
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sometimes all we need to be able to continue aloneare the deadrattling the wallsthat close us in.

— Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
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