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State of silence and silent tears, wet pillows and fears Left us paralyzed, with a mortal body that could neither feel nor think. Confined within the cage, heart fueled with rage; To wreak vengeance, to seek justice when each bygone days were heaped with debts.
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 9:00 PM UTC
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State of silence and silent tears, wet pillows and fears Left us paralyzed, with a mortal body that could neither feel nor think. Confined within the cage, heart fueled with rage; To wreak vengeance, to seek justice when each bygone days were heaped with debts.
" To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering." ~ Friedrich Nietzsche
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 9:00 PM UTC
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