on the tracks, under contruction.
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pretty sights of what should be actually true... sincerity hides the truth. when we are looking deep inside we're diving into a great precipice filled with anything that our mind wants us to live through. we are beautiful creatures indeed. we have the power to struggle against ourselves... we have the options but not always the means... but who cares anyways? if we have our own precipice to stare at, we should know it's up to us what we'll find on the way down...
