the solitude of existence./ถc@ซ
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tinue breathing,
Thatfs not self-abhorrence,but in a dilemma
 Betwixt things I wanted to expel and
 Things I desired to acquire.
And now,living things talk to me
 As lively as they are,
 Ringing in the sight and covetously
 To the skin.
Born as human,maybe lacking shadows,
Feel at last I ha
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