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In life it seems we are ultimately powerless in our struggle. Death is not the end.. it is merely a transition. Perhaps a long awaited freedom. Far from the gruelling and meaningless constraints of mortal existence.
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 6:17 AM UTC
The Last Train.
In life it seems we are ultimately powerless in our struggle. Death is not the end.. it is merely a transition. Perhaps a long awaited freedom. Far from the gruelling and meaningless constraints of mortal existence.
Camillelily
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42/F/Wiltshire
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 6:17 AM UTC
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