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ity check it’s getting harder to find out who you work for and western fusion is about ee is a forest like the one from the cure there’s no way out we’re out of the green and into the black e’s no fuckin’ doubt

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For four months my mind comes in an atomic cycle of massive destruction, its began in an extraordinary form. It showed me where to come, with whom it might come, it destroyed part of my being to fortify in my strengths. It spread in my room, took my pillow and got hold of my dreams. Probably it is the ambition, probably it is a spiritual force, probably it is the destiny. But not I will never be the sufficiently arrogant thing to award the benefit of the freedom that me was given.

Hace cuatro meses que mi mente viene en un ciclo atomico de destrucción masiva, comenzó de forma extraordinaria. Me mostró íncipientemente a dónde podria llegar, con quiénes podría llegar, me planteó a quien debia dejar para llegar al éxito, destruyó parte de mi ser para fortalecerme en mis fortalezas. Se extendió en mi habitación, tomó mi almohada y se apoderó de mis sueños. Quizás es la ambición, quizás es una fuerza espiritual, quizás es el destino. Pero no nunca seré lo suficientemente arrogante para adjudicarme el beneficio de la libertad que me fue dada.

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Throw my ticket out the window, throw my suitcase out there too. Throw my troubles out the door, I don’t need them anymore. Tonight I’ll be staying here with you

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in the hut you could hear the crashing again and again out in the forest, as the tired branches flung down their loads of snow. Yes, and now and then there was the howling of wolves far away.

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