MIND: Scorched

Many people are good to me. Many hate me. But there are some out there who know that I’m truly some kind of simple soul caught in a wild gamble. They know me. They know that I sit between these walls. They know I’ve been burned. And that I still laugh.

// Charles Bukowski, from a letter to Louise Webb

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