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11h
The truth about life

Is that you want to suffer

It gave you an identity

And you know what that means?

It means that

I always wanted to say this

Because

I wanted to help

But the truth is I can't help

I can only point out little things amongst the creation of all things

But that's alright too

Because in the end

I wanted to exist to experience existence

It's true

As true as you

Even more so because I'm living it

And anyone else who hears and has ears

Doesn't necessarily hear what isn't in close proximity to vibrate molecules for their brains to interpret

And anyone who has eyes that sees

Won't always see everything that's ever being

But those who have the imagination to dream

They will figure it out

Eventually

Truthfully

Hopefully
Jace Albine
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Jace Albine  33/M/Mars
(33/M/Mars)   
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