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The cloudy nightmares, Images of pasts, repressed Forever dying Their tombs are destroyed, Gateways to the collections Violently ***** Given a **** or Second thought to understand Tragic endeavors Numbness overcomes And overshadows, under Dark circumstances Sly, insidious, Uninspired, and flawless Miracles occur Alone in my world Stoicism has benefits No one else matters Dreaming, believing, Living, thinking, and feeling, But never kneeling Twelve, thirty-seven, Six-million ways to die, but One to stay alive
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Dec 2, 2009
Dec 2, 2009 at 11:24 AM UTC
The Stoic
The cloudy nightmares, Images of pasts, repressed Forever dying Their tombs are destroyed, Gateways to the collections Violently ***** Given a **** or Second thought to understand Tragic endeavors Numbness overcomes And overshadows, under Dark circumstances Sly, insidious, Uninspired, and flawless Miracles occur Alone in my world Stoicism has benefits No one else matters Dreaming, believing, Living, thinking, and feeling, But never kneeling Twelve, thirty-seven, Six-million ways to die, but One to stay alive
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Dec 2, 2009
Dec 2, 2009 at 11:24 AM UTC
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