September 01, 2022

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Dear No one,

I lost it. I already gave it to him. I have risk my soul, and if ever it wouldn't work well at the end, i will surely die. I know I should cry, or be condemned. I should be filled with guilt. But all is empty. I can't feel anything. My life could probably crumble but I am calm.


08.31.2022


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