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At the bar you hear the another drink another round you look to each face all somber and sound as your sorrows you continue to drown but in this place you see a face cheerful they seem out of place you ask them then why come to this misery den they say in kind I seek my old friend your mind then sways thoughts churn and spin thinking for things to start they must also end they look at you in deep confusion who are you then deep within you seem familiar yet your face worn dim and grim you seem so tired but I see within yes it’s you my once lost friend you find yourself once again looking at them it is but a mirror it was yourself the years have worn sanity thin but in this time to reflect you reminisce the long hard track through ups and downs you held your own a path angry and alone so now you stand solitary upon highest spire looking down weary and tired unto rest you think I shall retire