Going on

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What do I want? What do I need? What could possibly motivate me? I've seen the horror, the desolution the absolute aberration that humanity can create the sex, the drugs
Everything goes on, moving and flowing. Never stopping. I think and breath, so let me break free. I'll fall and stumble, and pick myself up. I will be fine. All will be well, so let me go, loosen the grip, let me breath.
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