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It is tragic, when the road ends. The ignorance takes me to the sea. Where is my hunger? A humanoid prick and you become a snake. Where was the last man in history? You want to live till the day of judgement. The king of darkness always shines.

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Published: Nov 14, 2024
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Tags: #life

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