“Here I am again,
in the very same loop,
in the very same stage
of questioning myself
and the things I live for.
I don’t want to exist for nothing,
but it’s hard making a role.”
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PoésieSometimes, when things seem to fall down, and when we can't seek help with picking the fallen pieces up, we tend to do it by ourselves in silence. I want for us to cease believing that we are just inconvenience for others. I wrote this book as raw a...
