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Nov 2014
I am nearly an illusion of life. I exist in this life, but at the same time, I don't. I am stuck in this pathetic place you humans call earth. I pity you with the rest of the people that are living, for life is another illusion within itself, and all of you are headed for your own doom. With all of these wars, destruction, and jealousy, you you are going to be the cause of your deaths, and you are simply making that end point closer and closer to you all. And when you think it's the end, it isn't, and trust me, all of you are going to be taken away. There will be no stone nor building or a sign of life remaining in this 'earth' of yours. Our whole life is a lie, and the sooner you all accept, and know this, the better of a chance we have of changing things. I just leave you all with this, life is nearly an illusion, and soon enough, life is going to catch up with you, and swallow you whole.
Pachi
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Pachi  20/M/Texas
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