Part VI
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Saturday
I think I'm going insane..
Not seeing things.
Not hearing things.
That were apparently seen.
That was apparently said.
What can I count on.. ?
If not my own mind..
What is truth..?
Do my eyes and ears tell candor..?
Do they lie?
...
To Be Continued...
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Nadea x
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Sunflowers And Mud
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