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This is what I used to be. I feel stupid now.
Submitted:Jul 29, 2009 Reads: 138 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
Nothing is real
What you see are just graphics
You are the character in this RPG
The game you play is called Life
No one else plays with you
They are either obstacles or advantages
Objects are used for entertainment or to improve your knowledge
Knowledge is what you use to move forward in Life
You do now know who runs this game
You will find out when you are finished playing
You are finished playing when you die
Good luck
GO
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