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We saw we lacked fulfillment of desires, goals our mind hardwires into our existence. We made a pact called resistance, made a promise that appalled assistance we don't need anymore. Morally grey, black and white were never meant to stay, we were supposed to sever ourselves from past whining, unable to withstand declining, weepers, lonesome sleepers, armed with their hand. We're not back, admitted, we are only just beginning, we recognized the lack, the start of our winning.
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Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 3:24 PM UTC
Organic passion
We saw we lacked fulfillment of desires, goals our mind hardwires into our existence. We made a pact called resistance, made a promise that appalled assistance we don't need anymore. Morally grey, black and white were never meant to stay, we were supposed to sever ourselves from past whining, unable to withstand declining, weepers, lonesome sleepers, armed with their hand. We're not back, admitted, we are only just beginning, we recognized the lack, the start of our winning.
It's all relative just don't get caught up in the mechanics they're just a set up
Daan
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Belgian
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 3:24 PM UTC
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