Hung down, brung down, flung down. Folded, spindled, mutilated. Rode hard and put away wet. Stomped on, tromped on, trodden upon. Chewed up and spat out. Wrung out, crumpled up. Beaten up, beaten down, beaten around. Ready for the light at the end of the tunnel to come back on.
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Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more.
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