there are days when no amount of comfort may be had from a cup of coffee or a stick of cigarette. there are nights when no soothing words from a friend or a caring touch can stop tears on the verge of falling. there are moments when no amount of changing scenes can chase away demons because they are in our heads. and we wander aimlessly seeking comfort where we may. and still it is elusive. times like these, what do we do?
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