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Apr 2022
every reality I thought there is;
a point of becoming someone else
though not knowing
that it was just a bogus reality;
that I was just a slave of my own reality.
Ryan Joseph
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Ryan Joseph  21/M/Catarman,Cordova,Cebu
(21/M/Catarman,Cordova,Cebu)   
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