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The ghost of my childhood is lingering around the wave of impurity. The more I imagine, the more I drown in my own misfortune.
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 8:25 PM UTC
Ghost of Childhood
The ghost of my childhood is lingering around the wave of impurity. The more I imagine, the more I drown in my own misfortune.
And so, the life of an exile strives around his sin.
getawayako
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 8:25 PM UTC
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