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Sometimes I wonder if people would know that i’ve died. I play out fake scenarios in my head. watch as they cry as i’m lowered to something that shouldn’t be desired. sometimes i wonder if people would know that i’ve died, but I go about my life everyday and I observed that the  You will be criticized,abused until you speak the day you won't utter a word and your body is numb while your soul is seeking salvation You will be termed as God
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Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 12:06 PM UTC
Sometimes
Sometimes I wonder if people would know that i’ve died. I play out fake scenarios in my head. watch as they cry as i’m lowered to something that shouldn’t be desired. sometimes i wonder if people would know that i’ve died, but I go about my life everyday and I observed that the  You will be criticized,abused until you speak the day you won't utter a word and your body is numb while your soul is seeking salvation You will be termed as God
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16/M/India
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 12:06 PM UTC
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