My name is Gabriel, I go by many names.
Out of affection, they call me Gabo.
The shortened version of my name.
Short and quick is the way it's said.
Short and quick, like my fuse has been.
Short and quick, receding fast.
Like life on TV, seemingly glam.
Short and quick, life seems to be.
For short and quick is the path I see.

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