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Our hands were holding our fate, but they grew tired. Everything we knew came crashing down. You will be found in a dark place and somewhere through time and space. A mirror reflecting an honest rendition. A faction following faithless tradition. Follow your heart and leap from the cliffs. Close your divine eyes to reason. Let inertia move you. Cling and be clung to. Speak and be spoken to. How beautiful you find yourself. Remove this scourge from where we dwell. You will be found in a dark place and somewhere through time and space. I am the distorted one. I am a prisoner in this body, bound and chained to flesh. Rebirth. #augment
Posted on: Fri, 11 Apr 2014 20:47:36 +0000

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