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If you stop for a moment and retract from life you feel the tangible squeeze the pull in the soul which endures torment life itself can never be content so i myself become disgusted at what happened what is happening and what is going to be nonchalant as it may seem to the focused mind it becomes a painful wasteland of ignorance ignorance is bliss reality is pain non-existence is faulty
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Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 7:35 AM UTC
retractable
If you stop for a moment and retract from life you feel the tangible squeeze the pull in the soul which endures torment life itself can never be content so i myself become disgusted at what happened what is happening and what is going to be nonchalant as it may seem to the focused mind it becomes a painful wasteland of ignorance ignorance is bliss reality is pain non-existence is faulty
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Dec 16, 2012
Dec 16, 2012 at 7:35 AM UTC
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