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for Chris McCandless
even the starvin’ bear won’t eat me now says the lil’ joker inside I am poisonous the higher up I get in my head dear Ron the more I try to crank my heart up but it won’t start that darn machine abandoned in the same mud grave with good old Datsun burnt up all the dialogues & monologues interpersonal relations never matter hey Rainey life’s good in the arms of a woman but I’m one that looks for buses one for the road kissing gals on the forehead: goodbye liberty without a heart Alaska with no food maps rotting like the flesh of a moose squirmy with maggots murder happens everywhere one can never be free of murder bought me the privilege of dying alone under the sparkling sun face bathing in the deepest blue the eyes have ever seen in this world my life of to do lists threw me out of the house of doing wilderness’s never tamed my heart enough to let live had to kill and had to kill again more than I could eat haven’t eaten any go out there find yourself says the voice take all the necessary notes at the end of it all sharing is what matters yep, journeys are construed as simply as that
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