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Thoughts like streams, jokes on you. The energy will consumer, the customs you have made. Jokes on the one with dreams, the one who brings fear and envy. All I am is the messenger, of thought to power. This isn’t agony. This is grand. Something will strike me down, but in the end, I will return to this place of solace.
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
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Thoughts like streams, jokes on you. The energy will consumer, the customs you have made. Jokes on the one with dreams, the one who brings fear and envy. All I am is the messenger, of thought to power. This isn’t agony. This is grand. Something will strike me down, but in the end, I will return to this place of solace.
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
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