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.     .     .     .   knew highs                                                                                   /\                                                           .______________________________________________/   \      /\    ________________ _ _ _ _    see this line ^             \   /    \/    now back to snoring                flat, dull, boring           \/              flatline = status quo                                             knew lows       flatline = comfort zone                   this high          /\        /    \         /\ .____________/        \     /    \ ____________________________________________________ _ _ _ _                       \/            and the hospitals all know             this low            that flatline = death      .     .      .     .     .     death by Cenophobia
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john-jordan
American
Published
Jan 18, 2013
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Cenophobia is the fear of new ideas

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