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And in           the end we     are only broken, empty shells. We are    marked        with pain,            destruction, and                           love.
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
The end
And in           the end we     are only broken, empty shells. We are    marked        with pain,            destruction, and                           love.
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
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