Question everybody, no trust, no one in the same mind as you everything black nothing to love, nothing to feel warmth for I am lost but no one cares about that because I am that a minor difference that people exaggerate and poke at until it hurts. Until a lantern shines through the darkness revealing a mind in tune with mine but some how unaffected I ask how, on my knees for a relief of this curse, my pleads are heard but only answered in a broad smile.
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