Maybe

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maybe i was fooling myself or maybe i was being fooled by him or maybe we both were being fooled and not by just ourselves but by the world and by that i mean the whole fucking world and everybody in it.
it doesn’t matter because in the end it all turned out the same — same death, disease and destruction, same three dark riders on the range, same three horsemen of the apocalypse.

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