My afternoon had left without me.
joshua paul's spoon. there is no spoon.
Tuesday, December 02, 2014
Meaningless
Waiting around to die
Simple joys of everyday life
Everything I ever wanted are already memories
But there is suffering
Mine and others
Must not be ignored
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