I am tired, my glasses are broken

I found these glasses in a park. They were broken. And the lenses were taken out of them. I like the shape of the frames. My eye-brows are like bushes. My hair is like wildgrown grass. My nose is large like a monkey nose. The look in my eye signals severe fatigue or if you push me, instability. My kids are screaming in the background. My wife is out. I am tired. Who is this holding the camera? What is he doing here? Where does he come from? Will he hurt me? I better look afraid, maybe he goes away if he sees me being afraid of him. He might be content with just scaring me. Maybe he will not hurt me. I am afraid of violence.

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