Neanderthal

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By coby

man is born by what he has said controlled by a forum that's all in his head his life is composed through a vision confined simplicity lost by whats left behind thoughts of position that are passed as we die progression a cost and security a lie to this life that is borrowed only one things to say its time to forget lets have a nice day

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