a heavenly place not even our wildest dreams could replace. An unforseen life that will relinquish the feeling of pain, the one that lets us know we're alive. Some of us walk around with our heads held up high, some keep them real low eyes blood shot, from a day barley survived. Nobody would intrude or try to un do the sweet interlude to your dreams coming true. a perfect place where even in sorrow we find sweet grace. Its a magic place a spiritual place the moment you leave it leaves all malfunctions erased to bad i dont deserve it bc of this life ive replaced with over indulgence and over disruptenc menevolence and disgrace why bother to improve become accepted approved what a poor attitude i guess im just unweaved and unwound left cold sinking down next time im in hell ill explain how eutopia wasnt found!
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