The intangible side of you is seething with such rage that against it I stood
no chance. Rage that twists and bends your reality at times. Distortion of love and money is in the eye of the beholder. 
Maybe our minds are more alike than you think my love, primal and alive ;
vast and silent, riddled with bullets of our past .We've entered the badlands, our collateral beauty awaits.
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