I haven't shackled this world, to give away my scars. I give you now. I haven't taken my time, to tell you that I'm fine, because I'm not. Nothing's left. I feel myself defending it's no use. And the reasons are so warming guess I can't remember why. Between these lines you're reading you can almost surely breathe it. I don't know what to say. In fact it never mattered anyway. I don't know what to do. In fact I'll leave that matter up to you.
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