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Aug 2017
... I lost more of my conscious memory. Death is either this exciting final trip or ultimate boredom. The last one is impossible with an open mind, but about excitement, regardless to ****** function, it can advance or delay  the moment we stop nature.
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n3u2o the nighttime tech poet
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