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I sluggishly lay back upon my bed ready for the daily ritual. Near the corner of the room, bedpiece jammed very closely to hide the possessions, I retract my journal and recall a date. "It's been nearly two weeks" I sigh... and take a hit of pot from the roach I left on my bedside. "LifeDistortion is still gone and SYG is boring as fuck". I allow the jazzy tunes of Can's "halleuhwah" reverberate my ears as I mark another line on the page since the absence.
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