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Oct 2017
Everything is matter of time
There is everything in nothing
But we seek to feel important
In this crazy endless game.

And in nothing is everything
Our love, life, hate and death,
So why do we run into process
If that's simply  taking us.
Etoilette
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Etoilette  28/In the sky
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