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The temporary and the permanent
Not everybody feels love,
or hate,
or depression
or anxiety
or angst
or betrayal
the only things
that everyone succumbs to
at one point or another in life is the temporary:
sleep (for everyone needs to sleep)
and the permanent: death, (for everyone dies.)
There is nothing else
that people can say
they do
exactly the same
or hate,
or depression
or anxiety
or angst
or betrayal
the only things
that everyone succumbs to
at one point or another in life is the temporary:
sleep (for everyone needs to sleep)
and the permanent: death, (for everyone dies.)
There is nothing else
that people can say
they do
exactly the same
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