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a child in ethereal white, chasing fireflies in vacuity. overwhelmed by the brilliant cloud. of past and future selves, fruitless, collapsing into itself, contented sigh of blissful wisdom. how wonderful the game is!
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 2:48 PM UTC
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a child in ethereal white, chasing fireflies in vacuity. overwhelmed by the brilliant cloud. of past and future selves, fruitless, collapsing into itself, contented sigh of blissful wisdom. how wonderful the game is!
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 2:48 PM UTC
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