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millions of years man has been been here evolving moving forward and making himself heard....but the most know thing man does not know is why?......why are we hear? what is are peruse here? many many of man have pondered this....i do beleave i know what it is.....for we are here for many reasons.....my current role in this world is to suffer...people may say im just having one of my depressed moments...but it is true...im so confuzzeled.....to feel this way about someone and have them not even remotely feel the same way....is hell.....but what better to make us better then to suffer.....for no one enjoys pain.... they might put them self through pain...but just to numb a bigger one....for the human race adapts to make us better....im trying to adapt but for ever race there are those who are different... ether this different make them better or not....but if they cant survive they fade out....and the likes of them are never seen again...and i do and have always felt like im a candle flickering on the verge of fading into nothing.....i felt likee i had a few other candles helping me stay lit....but now one of the biggest flame that was keeping me lit has moved farther from my flame....i have gain one or two new flames...all one the same cliff...but as always im different..... i need thaqt big flame to keep me going....i now know what it feels like to have my heart broken... healed... then obliterated by the same person.... i feel heartless...i try and try to forget....to get over....but my heart is taken i guess to say? and i dont know where to look or how to get it back.... now YOU have a different role in this world and only you can keep you on that road and to see why you are here....and if you have read this which i would say you would never give me the time...but i would say if you really did read this you might be one of those candles that help me stay lit.......but to tell you the truth.....i think im running out of wax....my time is coming to a close....my flame is on the edge of twilight.....BUt then again there are other such time when the heat from the other flame make me glow so bright i threten to burn everything! for in those moods i am me.....i am who i was......and that is who i like to be.....
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