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I am this fiery snail crawling home.
Charles Bukowski
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Charles Bukowski
Age: 73 †
Born: 1920
Born: August 16
Died: 1994
Died: March 9
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The empty, the angry, the lonely, the tricked, we are all museums of fear.
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You are thirty minutes late. Yes. Would you be thirty minutes late to a wedding or a funeral? No. Why not, pray tell? Well, if the funeral was mine I'd have to be on time. If the wedding was mine it would be my funeral.
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Pain is strange. A cat killing a bird, a car accident, a fire.... Pain arrives, BANG, and there it is, it sits on you. It's real. And to anybody watching, you look foolish. Like you've suddenly become an idiot. There's no cure for it unless you know somebody who understands how you feel, and knows how to help.
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Slavery was never abolished, it was only extended to include all the colors.
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you are yesterday's bouquet so sadly raided
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I don't think I'll travel anymore. Travel is nothing but an inconvenience. There is always enough trouble where you are.
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Well, the rain had stopped but the pain was still there.
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