Thrown Off the Wake-up Wagon
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There once was a time when life seemed more plasticine, through more synthetic eyes. At some point in our pasts, whether distant or near, each of us crossed a threshold in our accepted cycles of living. For some of us, it feels like it's always been there, in one form or another--a final non-acceptance of our stations in life and society.
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