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ScarletDevil1503

Published: Oct 22, 2012

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Life is a cloud–
Shapeless unless captured,
Quite unpredictable,
And temporary.

Fly while you can.

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My first post since July... I think college is really draining my inspiration.

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Anthrolover72

Feb 25, 2019

Life is an ex-soldier first class that saves the planet in the end but in the beginning didn't give 7 fucks about anything except his pay. Sounds about right XD

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