Facts of Things

I have no one left. No one who ever could a wanted me. I guess this happens to all old folks. N, it is
right that it should. I have nothing left save Our job. We almost made Our dream come true.
It is not the money that fell shore it was me.
I am fully to blame for Our sad.
Not God, not Our wives, not creation, me.
Learn to suk it up.
Be a man instead a some momma's boy crying in his beer.
Stiff upper clit n all that rot.


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