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༏།｀‎𝐻𝐴𝐼𝐿, 𝑇𝑂 𝑇𝐻𝐸 𝐵𝑈𝑅𝑁𝑇 𝐻𝐴𝑁𝐷𝑆 (𝐸𝑃.): I sold the broken stairs to the heaven up there. It’s so pity that we still have to suffer with the requiem we’re not belong to, just to be gifted more fxcking anguish and surrender to everything.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤAnd the heaven, isn’t less heavy than our burden. I do not think that sin and reward still apply.

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