Sunday, March 5, 2017

I Of The Storm Comments

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The anguish of pain, the embarrassment of existence, the self-critical eye withers the within; a broken soldier.
No longer can the balmy cheerfulness mask the untempered hollowness of being.
Alas! Hollowness of being! Could it be true?
Do I really exist?
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