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Mar 2017
All of a sudden I was this
sarcastic, tired cynic
who had a love for
hope and innocent beings.
It was almost a
beautiful contradiction
in this dark web
I spun within myself.
Now if only I get prey willing to stick around past my meal time.
halfheartedsoul
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