I watched clouds awobbly from the floor o' that kayak. Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still a cloud an' so is a soul. Who can say where the cloud's blowed from or who the soul'll be 'morrow? Only Sonmi the east an' the west an' the compass an' the atlas, yay, only the atlas o' clouds.
Wow, so all the tens of people that were getting on you were right. And the TONS of shit we all had to deal with from you was crap. Seriously, you mother fucker. You defended yourself like we were criminals for not believing you. Now I really hope you die.
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