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Mar 2018
Obismal depths of dark matter swirling endlessly, heavy and cold. Great chasms between us bottomless and deep. Lose yourself, unravel, become whole. Ageless and undying shed your purposeless skin become new. Hateful now, a grimace moves in replacing loving gleams. Last tears fall search yourself, reflect, and learn.
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