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What exactly does it mean for me to wisely my time allocate-- abstain, refrain, to lie in wait? What more, in afterlife, will I see in living this life pleasure-free? Have I opted out of golden gate, if I, myself, do desecrate, a Plan which may or may not be? What precisely does it mean for me to think instead I choose free-will? Is there such thing as novelty or is all written, so it shall be? As the great end nears, I will know nil; as I know not now, I will know then, still.
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
But What Do I Know?
What exactly does it mean for me to wisely my time allocate-- abstain, refrain, to lie in wait? What more, in afterlife, will I see in living this life pleasure-free? Have I opted out of golden gate, if I, myself, do desecrate, a Plan which may or may not be? What precisely does it mean for me to think instead I choose free-will? Is there such thing as novelty or is all written, so it shall be? As the great end nears, I will know nil; as I know not now, I will know then, still.
cosmo-naught
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
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