In this part of the story...
I am the one who dies.
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And all lives happily ever after :')
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The Unfelt
PoetryShe felt everything, she felt everyone, she walked in people's shoes, just to understand them. And what did they do? The complete opposite. She was unfelt. "And sometimes, I just want it all.. to fall into ruin. The world, the stars, the entire cosm...
