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it is, indeed, curious the transcendency of the soul, the feeling of being here too much and not being here at all. it's too much it's not enough it's this constant uncertainty that fuels my fire and ignites my blood. it's the division of mind and soul body and feeling that pulls me from whatever dark place i find myself in and draws me to the light screaming: live, live, live
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
Transcendent
it is, indeed, curious the transcendency of the soul, the feeling of being here too much and not being here at all. it's too much it's not enough it's this constant uncertainty that fuels my fire and ignites my blood. it's the division of mind and soul body and feeling that pulls me from whatever dark place i find myself in and draws me to the light screaming: live, live, live
and i shall live
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 1:26 PM UTC
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