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the world works like a machinery, and i am a young robot made to function despite the misery; at the expense of death on the inside, pieces of me were individually bought. IA
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Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC
made to function
the world works like a machinery, and i am a young robot made to function despite the misery; at the expense of death on the inside, pieces of me were individually bought. IA
sincerelyileana
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20/F/soul search
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC
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