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Last night I dreamt about hell. In hell they made me live my life over again. Just that everything that I loved and treasured never happened. And only sadness and void remained. And if that was hell, and we are all sinners, then I wish oh I wished that I have never met you.
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
Hell
Last night I dreamt about hell. In hell they made me live my life over again. Just that everything that I loved and treasured never happened. And only sadness and void remained. And if that was hell, and we are all sinners, then I wish oh I wished that I have never met you.
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
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