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Eventually, everyone will depart their flesh for they have reached the end of their race. While some try to delay their rest, others cut the thread themselves. Life is just a phase, everyone shall return to the mist, all the memories will sink into the abyss, and the world will again be an empty slate.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 8:51 AM UTC
Phase.
Eventually, everyone will depart their flesh for they have reached the end of their race. While some try to delay their rest, others cut the thread themselves. Life is just a phase, everyone shall return to the mist, all the memories will sink into the abyss, and the world will again be an empty slate.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 8:51 AM UTC
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