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So I think I may be alone in thinking this - but I feel like the world is flat. People disappear after a certain time and they never come back. They don't have to be dead. They just somehow cease to exist, and I figure it's a beautiful thing. When you're gone - you can't come back... and I love it. So, please, stay away because I don't know if I could say no and I'd rather not be tested. The world is flat - fall away. Don't send me a post card.
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 2:04 AM UTC
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So I think I may be alone in thinking this - but I feel like the world is flat. People disappear after a certain time and they never come back. They don't have to be dead. They just somehow cease to exist, and I figure it's a beautiful thing. When you're gone - you can't come back... and I love it. So, please, stay away because I don't know if I could say no and I'd rather not be tested. The world is flat - fall away. Don't send me a post card.
martinalove
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Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 2:04 AM UTC
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