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the wilderness in a soul that is scattered all over this vast, empty universe, always challenged, left without any apparent guidance, nor any cult, firm formulae, we are that only soul, slow, without direction, colliding all over this hazardous place, relying on our instinct and complicated mind, the component of each particle is intense, non-binary, and it helps us to disrupt the pattern of our non-existence, and therefore, yes, here we are.
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 8:05 PM UTC
the wilderness
the wilderness in a soul that is scattered all over this vast, empty universe, always challenged, left without any apparent guidance, nor any cult, firm formulae, we are that only soul, slow, without direction, colliding all over this hazardous place, relying on our instinct and complicated mind, the component of each particle is intense, non-binary, and it helps us to disrupt the pattern of our non-existence, and therefore, yes, here we are.
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 8:05 PM UTC
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