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The veil is now unravelled, the storm dust now blown, when left with the calm after the storm even deciduous time seems forlorn. There is the perfunctory trial of breathing air to sustain, yet in the end, I revive what, the beliefs I let go, the conviction from which I abstain? I then saw reason, in this miniscule delight of finding a realm that is positively alight with candour and supremacy, they regale without caution, and entertain as they must, in words left unspoken, they reveal more than just. The truth though is bespoken, within the confines of deceit, while the soul hunts for absolution the mind quakes in defeat. Annihilation is the quest, that brought me to this place, the answer that will be found, is am I in passing, or here to stay?
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Nov 15, 2012
Nov 15, 2012 at 11:05 PM UTC
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The veil is now unravelled, the storm dust now blown, when left with the calm after the storm even deciduous time seems forlorn. There is the perfunctory trial of breathing air to sustain, yet in the end, I revive what, the beliefs I let go, the conviction from which I abstain? I then saw reason, in this miniscule delight of finding a realm that is positively alight with candour and supremacy, they regale without caution, and entertain as they must, in words left unspoken, they reveal more than just. The truth though is bespoken, within the confines of deceit, while the soul hunts for absolution the mind quakes in defeat. Annihilation is the quest, that brought me to this place, the answer that will be found, is am I in passing, or here to stay?
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