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Feb 2020
Life is another simulation of reality.
It's undoubtedly a mask for deceivers.
but, with a half-moon smile.
The reality of us is to dust into time,
to just rift away through black matter.
With one message left.
But for life, it is just a switch.
Worry none. You will never receive that message.
As a Buddhist, I've learn to not care for things that won't give me time.
As a thinker, death us to ****** me, with fear. As you grow, time is the only thing, that matters for us all.
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
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