ylarivera
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ANDY RIVERBED!
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Post by ylarivera on Aug 27, 2008 8:33:48 GMT -5
The person in front of me sitting, drinking my beer, smoking my weed is not the same person whom I went to meet at his door, whom I knocked for.
He’s not the same person. He seems smaller, younger, a little bit more conniving, I guess.
Or a word for conniving. I’ll think about it.
The man I went to, I admire; the man I see, I despise. The man I went to has things to teach me; the man I see, wants to take my money.
Who is this person sitting in front of me? He is not the person I went after. Where is the person I went after? Where is this person I am looking for?
I need to find him.
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