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As it gets overwhelming he hit the wall with his fists and prays silently " why god? " , he wonders because he sees his soul in bits Dreaming is a curse in a land where the good gets the worst in this trip we're out of lanes and no reverse
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 1:04 AM UTC
Overwhelmed prayer
As it gets overwhelming he hit the wall with his fists and prays silently " why god? " , he wonders because he sees his soul in bits Dreaming is a curse in a land where the good gets the worst in this trip we're out of lanes and no reverse
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Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 1:04 AM UTC
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