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The feeling to have on boundries, though in truth there is, it's the fact that these boundries are restricted by morals and only passed for certain reasons and they are most likely good in their intentions. Such that one is not free to lie, because honesty restricts not to, one is not to insult others for respect buonds him, one shouldn't betray since loyalty urges him not to,... etc. Such boundries are not hard to pass, but that doesn't mean they are not there. Even a flying bird, have mountains and seas to restrict his freedom. Freedom is not infinite, for if so it would be limitless, boundless, and such a thing is a more of a source of distress than that of peace. Maybe not to ones self, but certainly to others, for they knoe that their freedom can be violated, and since it should be common sense that you treat people as you wish for them to treat, boundries is a must balancing force. Contradictions are everywhere, each side is necessary for the other, as of happiness being not felt if not for sadness. Life is but a shade of gray in the end.
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 let pain be my name and sorrow be my shadow and death be my breathe and doom be your life and i be your greatest fear and my sword be the end of your pethatic life
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