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. . . if you have ever been born, there was a madness made within you .forever. not a madness of cruelty or despair (for it gobbles these up) but a madness rich with silver linings and ships surely                         coming                                       in. and when (youandi) draw our     last.dying.breath. It will be the final fragment to leave us. it is it is insanity it is irrational bug-befuddled lunacy It is a Madness. It is called hope.
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May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 11:51 PM UTC
. . . if you have ever been born
. . . if you have ever been born, there was a madness made within you .forever. not a madness of cruelty or despair (for it gobbles these up) but a madness rich with silver linings and ships surely                         coming                                       in. and when (youandi) draw our     last.dying.breath. It will be the final fragment to leave us. it is it is insanity it is irrational bug-befuddled lunacy It is a Madness. It is called hope.
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May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 11:51 PM UTC
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