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Jun 2016
Thoughts that are loud and make everything seems like a fraud shouldnt be called thoughts at all. Disguised as an angel just to manipulate our minds but they are the true devils that left us blind. Questions used as a form of distraction, revolving around our minds and we wonder why we can't find the right answers. It's all in your head, they say. Stop overthinking, it doesnt do you good, they say, but how do you stop a deadly virus from killing? Sure, we can find the cure but how long does it take before it wipes out all that is left of mankind?
Ana K
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Ana K  Singapore
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