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Thoughts of an idle mind.

1.We need a Revolution! Time to usher in the era of Free Love ♥

2.Is GOD a Programmer? Is creation an algorithm?

3. This is the end, my beautiful friend.

4. How do I get out of the rat race Mr. White?

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