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yet another day we throw away.
another storie will unfold. i am here for that my dear spear me some sympathy.
i am lost in an unfolding wave .depreshin surounds its victum. i am ok,
dont let me stray to a world i dont know.
i thoght i hade a home no longer would i roam.
until the day i fell into the unknown.
i woke from a dream of happienes and joy.
i fell into hatred and death.
am i alone in the cold unknown.
reach a hand.
give a hug... its to late for me
i have fallen.i have strayed.
my day is gone.
if tomaro is today then what the hell whas yesterday?
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"The soul which has no fixed purpose in life is lost; to be everywhere, is to be nowhere."
-Michel de Montaigne
-Michel de Montaigne
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