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Raw as can be, I sit on my chair,feeling,although I don't like to be felt.  My head hurts from thinking too much aboutthe undeniablefuture. 
Tell me why Tell me why does the world have to be like this? All of this chaos and all of the catastrophes. For no legitimate reason. Tell me why Tell me why are people are so judgemental?
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