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Let them have it; it's theirs

 Beauty goes out of the world and it's only the beating of flesh that fills the air. It's only the moaning of some whore made good by the bank balance of a richer man. Let them bang on at it. Let the flesh smells rot the air. As for this withering part of the tree, As for me:  I will enjoy the last rays of the sun.  People are such a disappointment.

If you're hungry, you can get it. The key Ingredient is hunger.

 A lot of us are swept aside by the currents of disappointment and dispair. 

One thing I'd tell you, if that's the case is: If you really want something, and if you work hard for it, you will get it. 

Let that sink in. 


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