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[24. Aug 2012|22:55] |
This is life. We suffer and slave and expire, that's it. |
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Everything in this world has already been told, our main sense is silence. Thin lines of a thousand lives, they strech for a thousand miles. They grow till you understand. Till you live.
"We are born to live, we are born to understand, we are born to carry a cursed pattern and be transformed by pain."
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