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Well it's time to count the good things, to distract the fact your life is fleeting slowly, so bring it; there's nothing to be pouting about, when life is fine you're supposed to be glad even if there's some strange lonely feeling you don't attempt to satisfy right? Simple questions begin to spin into webs of unanswered riddles, but let's not kid ourselves, everything is just fine.
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC
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Well it's time to count the good things, to distract the fact your life is fleeting slowly, so bring it; there's nothing to be pouting about, when life is fine you're supposed to be glad even if there's some strange lonely feeling you don't attempt to satisfy right? Simple questions begin to spin into webs of unanswered riddles, but let's not kid ourselves, everything is just fine.
Janielle-Mainly
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC
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