Malfunction
Sadness is a malfunction of the body.
Arbitrarily inactive, indifferent, indecent.
Under the layers. Find the light. The darkness is out of order
Saying love is like asking a random person
What happens after death?
Every theory is different, as well as the experiences.
Check in. You're not truly afraid.
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