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i stared at the blank television screen, and in some weird way i related to it. the black, void picture is my happiness. my happiness is empty, gone, void. the only difference is with a simple motion of my finger i can roar the screen back to life. and i've tried everything to rekindle my happiness - it hasn't worked out.
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 2:42 AM UTC
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i stared at the blank television screen, and in some weird way i related to it. the black, void picture is my happiness. my happiness is empty, gone, void. the only difference is with a simple motion of my finger i can roar the screen back to life. and i've tried everything to rekindle my happiness - it hasn't worked out.
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Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 2:42 AM UTC
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