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the beast of burden


when you feel like an animal in clothes path unsure, but you can follow your nose or your heart the human thing to do if you close your eyes the beast will tear into you slashing at hope, fear, and flesh the beast will always devour your best making you wonder if you really are sane or if you are just playing the game will you jump into the sickness with both feet? or fight the beast with nails and teeth? we are all afraid to die, but sometimes unsure how to live.
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