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it will start as a dream slowly rotting to a memory that you can’t burn from your mind it sticks to you like it did to your skin and no matter how nice life is right now, still it will swell and show that you are a basket for shrapnel of things you survived but don’t worry, there is more than just surviving this, there is also the joy of just knowing you aren’t dead and that maybe life can be great despite the fact that you’re still in it say you’re at risk of becoming a partial optimist just rest assured that this likely isn’t a terminal case
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 12:45 PM UTC
Swells From A Dream
it will start as a dream slowly rotting to a memory that you can’t burn from your mind it sticks to you like it did to your skin and no matter how nice life is right now, still it will swell and show that you are a basket for shrapnel of things you survived but don’t worry, there is more than just surviving this, there is also the joy of just knowing you aren’t dead and that maybe life can be great despite the fact that you’re still in it say you’re at risk of becoming a partial optimist just rest assured that this likely isn’t a terminal case
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Oct 18, 2015
Oct 18, 2015 at 12:45 PM UTC
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