My problem is that I don’t understand the struggle, the deep hunger, for success, the nature in man, to be selfish, the fruit passes, do you feel the urge, do you know to bite, I mean yeah, but for some reason, I've been raised, to consider the next life, my family, and the night sky, the cookie crumbled, and I aligned, somewhere along the dragon road, between a spider, and a reptile, just my character, for my assigned work, a traveling mercenary, I don’t care, I'll suck all the dicks, and I'll smile, whatever, I love my dad, when he fucks me, it’s enough, what was I saying, I’m drunk…

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