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With no risks, there is no life. With no life, we are dead. And we become soulless bodies Roaming the earth like zombies Craving that flesh that makes us feel                         ALIVE
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
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With no risks, there is no life. With no life, we are dead. And we become soulless bodies Roaming the earth like zombies Craving that flesh that makes us feel                         ALIVE
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Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
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