.""[Jenkins /Stevenson /Silverman]Not exactly taciturn he shared his bottle openly Battered banished ill-remembered Terrified of something seen We grew to reek of martyrdom And (our) mutual misanthropy Certain pleasures taken from him Never meant to want to beEmptier known as a numberLack of luck wou.
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