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In the end, Everything drips back into writing. The imagination that is put into stories that entertain us, history books that teach us about or past and possibly our future or even just a way to pass time. These works of art all come from ourselves and so the sharing of it is splendid.
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red

i went through heaven and hell experiencing love, war, lies, hate, heartbreaks and recovery. every change, wound or memory has its meaning, and "red" explains this, in the most tragic way i could ever fit my words in.

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