“Yomo cama seinaetateae domo ayo donoto son vama. – There is no praise for those that share cowardice into the dismal abyssmal gaping maw of mental torture and what it is to be tormented by the mind of one struggling with mundane in isolation. I reveal my sacred truths only to know that others have seen me for me, and in that; solidarity has a pathway, empathy is constant, love in the heart of all follows. Cherish what-is-not forsaken; as there is no difference, and there is no after-”
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