People. Souls. World.
I'm in a world full of aversion and prevarications, you wouldn't know who to trust or who to avoid for humanity is truly are savage. Their poignant, cloistered colors made them so. The indignation in their pretending eyes is the only verity I see.
I thought I saw the crestfallen souls, but I was mistaken, I saw delirious souls that abhor those who blocks their way, for immersion. This ravishing world made humanity so contumelious that they tend to croak each other's lives to be on the top. They all look like dogs whose fighting with one bone. Piteous creatures, miserable memoir.
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