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There are times When I am acutely Aware that I am really Just bones lying in A sack of blood upon My bed. How easily We forget That we are simply Foreign Entities possessing The bodies of strangers We will one day Forget.
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 11:35 AM UTC
Reincarnation
There are times When I am acutely Aware that I am really Just bones lying in A sack of blood upon My bed. How easily We forget That we are simply Foreign Entities possessing The bodies of strangers We will one day Forget.
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 11:35 AM UTC
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