state of mind

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i was living

once,

long ago.

but no longer.

on the

night my

true home

disappeared

from my

life,

i was murdered.

murdered

by my own.

my own

feelings of

hatred

towards this

place trapping

my once free soul,

destroying me

from the

inside out.

i was living

once,

but

no one

can

live

forever.

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