Help The Disabled

Help The Disabled

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WpMetadataReadComplete Thu, Jun 18, 2020<5 mins
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Not Everybody wakes up wanting to continue in life ,a lot of times people with disabilities feel so alone and shut out by the world but we suppose to be there for each other regardless of who we are or what flaws we have , we all deserve to live happy and look forward to each day.
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Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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