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Despair came close to the borderline of dejection

anger - bridge between hate and aggression aggression - workable part of hate think before you trample on re-think before you quit feeling hating others is society's way to maintain on surface sometimes to sink is right thing to do going down does not stand necessary for abyss it could be your exodus salvation relief hating others is society's way to maintain on surface surface is mutilated carved polluted it's spitting infant's dreams on the shore under feet of our ignorance immune we are there's nothing left to die for our future spat in the shore maybe one day a child will happen raise that conch and hear - don't worry, I have an army of angels keeping us safe

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