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Mar 2018
What’s the point of running if they always catch you?
What’s the point of hiding if they always find you?
What’s the point of seeing if they always ruin the sight?
What’s the point of hearing if they always talk about you?
What’s the point of talking if they always drown you out?
What’s the point of being human if they always  alienate you?
What’s the point of tomorrow if they always say, “tomorrow is yesterday’s today”?
What’s the point of living if they always take your life away?
If being human causes this pain, then what’s the point?
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The Shadow With No Name  13/F/The moon
(13/F/The moon)   
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