The role of humanity

Female reincarnation of Bukowski

Not an alcoholic, but her liver is replaced by tears

What does luck have to do with anything?

She loiters in her own mind

Her distaste for life shows in her defeated eyes

She has no literary talent

No skills to speak of

No way of catching up to the iPhone-obsessed world

Her fears are physical and imminent

Carrying her into the coffin of failure

Or is it worse to be alone than poor?

Sometimes self-love is useless

Invest your hope into her heart

Everyone deserves an upliftin’…and a second chance

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