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there were frostbitten fingers that were saved from grasping their last material articles. there were blue lips that looked better than roses in bloom. there was a stitch at the side of his head, and a cut below his chin, scars along his left arm and an engraved insignia of the five crossed lines of a star on his left forearm.
ah but the wretchdness in this dastardly picture of despondency lies in the bitterness of the truth it represented: through the stark wonders of this world there will always be unsatisfaction because there will always be more.
i will try to live without trepidition for the condition of my soul though it is not possible. if there is an afterlife, i will not survive it.
ah but the wretchdness in this dastardly picture of despondency lies in the bitterness of the truth it represented: through the stark wonders of this world there will always be unsatisfaction because there will always be more.
i will try to live without trepidition for the condition of my soul though it is not possible. if there is an afterlife, i will not survive it.