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Jun 2020
Maybe I’ve been disgusted by the Whole for a long time p to pretend to heap on jobs on our backs, for cheap labor jobs, and all of us would go there — that others work two hours loosely a day, the other twelve hours a day, and then with these: Fate-tolerant they communicate with chopstick people, with grace-chiré grace: “That’s your wage! I would crack in your seats so I could earn that much! ” - Soaking in suicidal juice of self-pity, feeling of inferiority, loss of honor

now everyone: In the minds of many, it must have turned around what if there were no more Tomorrow, sipping for cheap hunger wages! "And there is no one under the dehumanized sky who preaches, 'Humanity to the son and daughters of man!' - You are boring: In your diminished moral mind you are ungrateful s

useless, you can only be discouraged when it comes to Truth and honesty, while you yourself have long since escaped the balance of tomorrow, on which your conscience will be measured, and how will you be, and by what methods have you been able to survive and tolerate?

- Perhaps it is better if a person is exalted or spit only after the moment of his death, and thus at least as long as his Vulnerability and Vulnerability is spared in his life, The worst fact: Man, leaving everything behind, without his favorite poems, going to the ground with the nakedness of Adam, and then the big Nothing moves to its place in a temporary framework!
Norbert Tasev
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Norbert Tasev  36/M/Hungary
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