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We are all one. That's what they said. Shattered glass and us are all one and the same now. Nobody cares now. Just collect your final check and go right home. Count your blessings. Keep what you have left close. It's the most anyone could do. (It's out of our hands.)
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Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC
The Chaos
We are all one. That's what they said. Shattered glass and us are all one and the same now. Nobody cares now. Just collect your final check and go right home. Count your blessings. Keep what you have left close. It's the most anyone could do. (It's out of our hands.)
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M/New Jersey, USA
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC
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