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Mar 2019
One day a lonely boy from fear realized.
With his knees on the mud and his hands to skies.
That he was unique, the first one of his kind.
He understood that feelings only blurred his sight.

But now he felt nothing when she touched his face.
And the sun did not have that beautiful taste.
There was not pain, sadness or wrath.
Because that is the story of the first Psychopath.
Lost Indeed
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