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permanence, a relief like a drug where the high never stops and the come up never tops. Eternal unknown. But I don’t fear death, as final judgment would only be left to chance. However this life I occupy. Has my body forever in a sunshine hell hoping for a coffin heaven I don’t even believe in
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Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
Judgment
permanence, a relief like a drug where the high never stops and the come up never tops. Eternal unknown. But I don’t fear death, as final judgment would only be left to chance. However this life I occupy. Has my body forever in a sunshine hell hoping for a coffin heaven I don’t even believe in
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Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
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