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Oct 2019
My skin is ripping because my monsters are getting bigger, my troubled mind is exploding and my soul is reaching for the stars.
Am I going to survive this? I've never doubted surviving but this time is different, this time nor my monsters or my soul want to fight. We want to rest, they want to rest, I.. want to rest. I want peace.
I don't want distractions nor I am looking for them, I don't want friends nor I am looking for them.. That's exactly it, I am not looking for anything nor I am looking forward to ****. Unless it's peace but I'm not looking for that either. I am just waiting for it.
Huda
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Huda  29/F
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