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Oct 2015
I came to conculsion
That almost every thought was a illusion
That caused me to halluucinate and think
That i was just an exclusion to this thing we call home
If this is home I'd like for all my friends and family to love me and tell me how great i will be and will soon be
But thats just a delusion because life isnt all sunshine and rainbows, we fill this planet with hate.... lust... sorrow.... guilt....
Thats why i secluded myself in this steel box filled with nothing but a stone wall with a bed and toilet... locked away from all the negativity so i can see how much rain it takes to make that rainbow and how much sun to make that shine..... because in the end...... i did this for you..... my own delusion
V01D W1THN
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V01D W1THN  24/Other/Albany
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   Paul Butters
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