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Mar 2018
Yet, they call me Narcissus.
I want to be forgotten.
By everyone.
And just appear.
On the shores of reality.
A different person.
Written by
Nolan Bucsis  34/M/Somewhere in Canada
(34/M/Somewhere in Canada)   
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