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Thought Area

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Reads 260
Votes 33
Parts 20
Time <5 mins

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There comes the thoughts because you have the feeling. You're not a heartless if you use your brain and your heart. Only a vomit of what's unspeakable. Random things that haunt before sleeping that keep me awaking. The deepest thought that born when dawn hasn't come.All Rights Reserved

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