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Confined, in a box.

pasjrwoctx/ April 22, 2014

  Confined, in a box. Laying flat, laid out made to appear to be at rest. In death there is no rest, no activity. Darkness everywhere, yet your dead so darkness does not exist. Shattered dreams, hopes that never came through. Opportunities never taken. Passions and dreams fall into the abyss. Distance transfers to time, eroding the memory of your

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