Dear ***

*** are there ? I need to talk to you about somethings. I feel sheltered in my this body of mine. Am I not capable of loving. I distant myself from you. I saw myself in you. So many people throwing out this false image of what you are. This world has turned to shit. As a kid I always wondered what you were. The older I got the more I realized that you are inside of us all.

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