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Some things are by nature, most stick to their ways. Baboons carry their dead, sometimes its for days. I've found peace in solitude, comfort in a gun. Feral cats are self governing, they lounge in the sun. Holdfast to your teachings, cherish tradition. It's all just an act, it's the human condition.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 7:41 AM UTC
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Some things are by nature, most stick to their ways. Baboons carry their dead, sometimes its for days. I've found peace in solitude, comfort in a gun. Feral cats are self governing, they lounge in the sun. Holdfast to your teachings, cherish tradition. It's all just an act, it's the human condition.
anthony-b-perales
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 7:41 AM UTC
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