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No wrongs to right, no lost love to mourn, I must concoct an awful lot of falsified accounts. But why should I neglect my life, For self-burnt homes and hidden doubts?
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 11:22 AM UTC
A Falsified Account
No wrongs to right, no lost love to mourn, I must concoct an awful lot of falsified accounts. But why should I neglect my life, For self-burnt homes and hidden doubts?
#anxiety#overcoming#hope#empowering#gettingbetter#overthinking#anxious#lies#existential
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Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 11:22 AM UTC
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