Marlon Brando reading the Hollow Men and struggle between men's conscience and his heart until things go too far, get out of hand and can never be repaired
Is everything so worthless in the end? is there any more? what lies beyond? what tis left to carry on?
Existence.
Well, What does it matter ?
I exist on the best terms I can.
The past is now part of my future.
The present is well out of hand.
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