He’s a policeman, a soldier, a programmer, a farmer, a murderer, a priest and a politician. He is anything that he wants to be. He’s a salesman by day and an author by night.
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Some people ask how I come up with this stuff.
I don’t. It’s the other me and we’re not speaking to each other right now.
You’ll have to ask him yourself.
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Phffft is the sucking sound your ears make when your brain implodes. Only dogs can hear it. That’s why they sometimes look at you funny. They know.
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It was hard for a while
When I could not see her smile
And the wind brought her voice to my ear
I would turn and I’d find
That the voice was in my mind
No one else was there
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