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Apr 2020
When you gaze into
The darkness inside your soul,
It stares back in you.
I’m tired. About looking into yourself and how when you question the morality of your actions, your actions question your morals or something. I’m too tired to explain it well, sorry.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
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