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Aug 2015
there is not such thing as coincidences; you met me for a reason &Ey;;'m gonna help you find it. We travel around like ants in a line; passing information. Do we receive it or just believe it? We don't even know; where to go. Time isn't even real, so why do we **** it? Killing time by being so blinded of what the world really is.. Instead of a world full of hate; why can't we just Love?
Eternal BLACK Goddess
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