I can't say how much of a curse it is to be conscious; to consider the consequences of actions instead of drifting through life and letting others clean up the messes one makes.
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In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.
I can't say how much of a curse it is to be conscious; to consider the consequences of actions instead of drifting through life and letting others clean up the messes one makes.
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