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Apr 2020
Sir, the demon is a friend of mine that came right through my face an interviewed me about my deepest thoughts. It is the one that shouts in trembling manner that makes me shake from reality to realize that I can no longer escape my decisions. The demon is the one that smile at me reminding mo of the mistakes I have done and mistakes that I should have done for those mistakes were the true lessons in life. The demon is what push me to do things that I would regret later but laugh at it when I grow older. It is the one that showed me to this being that dragged me to my own version of hell. In short and simple terms, sir I am that demon myself.
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