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Apr 2020
I can't be quiet. I need to be constantly moving. I'm worried if the onyx eyes I have stop blinking, if I stop and fall silent, like the clockwork flesh golem I am, I'll fall over and never wake again.
Keep moving.

December 2017.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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