Almost Wasted: Song for a Hero
I’m intoxicated, walking the dark empty streets of life and don’t even have the faintest idea of what brought me here. But one thing’s clear and that is, it’s going to be a long lonely walk back home. Now, is it too much to ask for a companion— to lend one’s ears, to give one’s hands, share one’s heart of genuine concern for me until I am sober and back again on my two feet balanced by my logic and my fickle emotions?
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