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Originally Posted by gulas
Dubblemonkey, I don't know quite what to make of you...but it's clear you're some sort of sage-and poet. Precious stones gleaming everywhere in your rubble. I hope you can get sober and draw sustenance from the knowledge that on this day your wild, jangly words found a mark. Nothing is written my friend, your naked discomfort may yet bear fruit.
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I don't know what to make of me either!
I am a person on Earth...
I have issues...I wonder, I suffer...I wander about in a confusion.
despite the agony of living?
I defy death every day....as we all do
this is our time to live and be US!
whoever we are
I have no regrets
I have suffered enough
I didn't even know my toes were curled up so tight....as if they were needed