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Life when we first arrive... With no memory of our lies... Humans running in a constant loop. This subjectivity has granted me another view. Circular statures of reason. Comedic predicaments as they covorht with all the seasons. Constantly UNintrested. Things are easily forgotten and i am the ONLY one who has witnessed.   One whom's amazed by colorful imagery, well their life seems too simple to me.
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Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 9:52 PM UTC
Easily Forgotten
Life when we first arrive... With no memory of our lies... Humans running in a constant loop. This subjectivity has granted me another view. Circular statures of reason. Comedic predicaments as they covorht with all the seasons. Constantly UNintrested. Things are easily forgotten and i am the ONLY one who has witnessed.   One whom's amazed by colorful imagery, well their life seems too simple to me.
Ahchosi
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Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 9:52 PM UTC
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