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This claws at your soul, shivers in your brain living someplace where you don't belong or how everyone is so blind, both the high and the low of living and then, facing the angel of death.

winter sakuras Creator

20/F/somewhere only we know "The measure of intelligence is the ability to change." --Einstein

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