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Trying to appear cultured, or intelligent, I'm really not sure which one, I pretended to myself that I liked the Manic Street Preachers' "A Design for Life". I used it as a title for a daily schedule, I heard it several hundred times and I genuinely fell in love with the music. But I never understood it, and its confusing to see that I love the song still. I'm not sure if its still pretense. And it does make me wonder.

"We were told, that this is the end"

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