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unforeseen
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dondeestanlosjaguares
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shadows which sometimes don't exist, and the certain things that I no longer can feel, there are some times when i don't want anything to do with anybody but I just want to get away. The fumes from the radiance of people seem to intoxicate me and poison me. I cannot handle it and I crumble before their very own power. I have no choice but to lay there, and hope I don't get trampled over in their wake. I no longer know what to do when the only choice I have is not an option. Disappearing and withering away, what difference does it make if my absence is unmarked, if my disappearance is missed, and nobody seems to care. The challenges that are sometimes placed in front of you are never really there, just something that your eyes do, when they are being used as a tool by your own brain. These unforeseen challenges are just supposed to be taken care of internally, since nobody else will really be able to see them, since they are never really there. . .
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three words
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this_time_next_year unforeseen theme_of_life
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phil
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the things we only know the way to get their consequence is unforeseen hide these bad feelings deep inside use them someday before you are to guilty to face your plans I wish watermelons will spill out when I open the door I'd laugh out loud about that
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what's it to you?
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