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It must be a curse to feel so deeply. Smog bodies with their ****** energies and frivolous frequencies annoy me on an exponential level and bring me out of an amorous dream back into this ****** reality where light bounces off bodies of darkness and darkness creates light from nothingness. Humility is always the word. So many L's, Life Lessons Learned from Losses Left on Loop, but when you collect enough, you make Double Use(W's) out of an Undaunted Understanding... When Will We Win? What Were We Wrongfully Weary of? Why? And after realizing that there are those and they's and things that will never have the luxury of order to give life meaning, a conscience for consciousness to coincide with itself, or the ability to feel at all for lack of a decent heart, you see every moment as a cause for celebration. It must be a blessing to feel so deeply
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 9:02 PM UTC
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It must be a curse to feel so deeply. Smog bodies with their ****** energies and frivolous frequencies annoy me on an exponential level and bring me out of an amorous dream back into this ****** reality where light bounces off bodies of darkness and darkness creates light from nothingness. Humility is always the word. So many L's, Life Lessons Learned from Losses Left on Loop, but when you collect enough, you make Double Use(W's) out of an Undaunted Understanding... When Will We Win? What Were We Wrongfully Weary of? Why? And after realizing that there are those and they's and things that will never have the luxury of order to give life meaning, a conscience for consciousness to coincide with itself, or the ability to feel at all for lack of a decent heart, you see every moment as a cause for celebration. It must be a blessing to feel so deeply
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 9:02 PM UTC
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