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Already accepted that he is the one of his kind; he is never going to happen again, though, he has shed and shared too much blood for keeping himself alive - always on the still I am the cosmonaut of his existence; the explorer of his oneness for he is the macrocosm of my blooming.
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Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 6:40 AM UTC
Macrocosm