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Sep 2014
what are we to become if nothing at all, what will it feel like to truly fall? to be free from it all, what will be our last call? That last breath, on the verge of going over the edge, into who know's what? For the time is coming upon us, will be ready? The end of the world, the fire and plagues, will we ever be the same. The circle of life stopping, what will happen than. Is life a paradox,or an oxymoron, or is there more to it. Will we make it through it?Β Β these are the questions people have and may never get the answers too, these are the things that even make Steven King shiver.
Classy J
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Classy J  22/M/Medicine Hat
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