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@SheislikeAnteros

Surely there is a place somewhere, far away, where my name is written, and which is waiting for me to reach it. Somewhere where molds don't exist, borders disappear with a glance and where you feel belonging. Here, where I am now, I see only suffering that I obviously enjoy or have to endure. I can't do it anymore, it's over.

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