an ending for every beginning and a beginning for every ending...
i hate how it works..and at times think about the possibility of ending..
but even death is not a definite end.
i really just want to stop for a while...make that a long long while.
be alone and think of nothing.
...but society always trails behind me...
someone.something.always there.
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