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Jul 2018
The heart’s shadow withers restive on the soul;
it becomes an illusion of an image
that was once a lascivious,
yet taciturn, reflection
of a life worth living—

(Friedrich Nietzsche once wrote: "To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering."

If you embrace that you will assuredly always run toward the suffering,
and smile.)

—Time. Fear not for Time will eventually devour us all.
Scott Baillargeon
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Scott Baillargeon  40/M/North Carolina
(40/M/North Carolina)   
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