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I have sunk to the deepest of depths, walking among the lowest of the low, along with the filthiest of the filthy, wading through mud, trash, dirt, and **** I am going under, plunging into depths no man could think desirable, to places I never thought I would go. But through all this falling, I am also rising, descending to ascend to mountain tops, to climb into heights no man could think imaginable, to places I never thought I would go. Such as with a broken bridge, through the swift current below, I must go under to go over, or else never get across.
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
Going Under
I have sunk to the deepest of depths, walking among the lowest of the low, along with the filthiest of the filthy, wading through mud, trash, dirt, and **** I am going under, plunging into depths no man could think desirable, to places I never thought I would go. But through all this falling, I am also rising, descending to ascend to mountain tops, to climb into heights no man could think imaginable, to places I never thought I would go. Such as with a broken bridge, through the swift current below, I must go under to go over, or else never get across.
alucinari
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Feb 6, 2014
Feb 6, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
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