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Georgi Raikov Won Gold In the Greco-Roman 100kg Wrestling At the 1980 Olympics

my mind is all alone darkness clouds my very thoughts troubled i am troubled inside and on the outsides falling apart piece by rotten piece ............. silent musings increase trepidation why cant theworld sometimes end and cut usallabreak or three im just not into moaning but sometimes it needs to be done or we are done you are done i is done yeah i am done i think i think i am but am i inverted upon swords of misery subverted by sounds of emptiness submerged in fear and doubt commotion is all about chaos................

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