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The reality sets back in, with joy. A miniscule person of the Rock, Earth. The true reality of day to day decisions and truth come through God and Satan continual, powerful battle over me. Ego? Yea.

As I sit at a park, wind, air, minimal birds, no traffic, I smoke a non filter.

I think of therapy this evening. Chats on irc.

I will be here for a while. Enjoying the pull/push of yes/no, knowing the end delivery will be in the hands of the Dark One.

May night fall fast and cold. And again and again.

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