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Apr 2014
why do people think that the world revolves around themselves? why do people have this perspective of the world, that one day, the sun's rays are going to die off and never come back, and we'll have no sunshine and a way of life?

why do people think that what goes around comes back around? not everything and anyone are capable to come back after every bad and good incident? why do people think that just because there is one bad person who broke your trust and your strength, the rest of your life and whoever enters it will be bad? what about the good people? will the good people return after death and embrace you in their broken bones? will that ever satisfy your desires?
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splvrry  in a horrendous town
(in a horrendous town)   
     ln and Becky
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