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Having fun is all that matters.
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That's me!
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"Pardon me, I wanna live in a fantasy" "I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on" It seems like everybody is moving forward. As if there is some final goal they can achieve and get to. I don't get it though. When I look around, it seems like I'm already there, and there is nothing left to do. "You think you're so clever and classless and free, but you're still ****ing peasants as far as I can see." I wish I could take just one hour of what I experience out in nature, wrap it in a box, put a bow on it, and start handing out to people Nature has its own religion; gospel from the land I know I was born and I know that I'll die; The in between is mine." |
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Everyone can sing.
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