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A nerve was struck, the erratic behaviours of a young mind so quickly shifted into adulthood crowded with frantic and mindless jargon only a deeply pained individual could ever understand. An inevitable desire to seek solace is the plague that sickens me.
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Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 9:07 PM UTC
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A nerve was struck, the erratic behaviours of a young mind so quickly shifted into adulthood crowded with frantic and mindless jargon only a deeply pained individual could ever understand. An inevitable desire to seek solace is the plague that sickens me.
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Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 9:07 PM UTC
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