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this corner is mine...

it tis mine and mine alone.

i hath spilt my blood here,

i hath cried my tears here,

now no one can make me move.

it tis a part of me,

it lives as i do.

it breaths as i do,

it feeds upon my sorrow.

my darkest dreams are a reality here.

the outside world is but an inconvinience.

no one can hurt me here except myself...

for this is MY corner.

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