Looking Through A Broken Lens

Looking Through A Broken Lens

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I, Arlo Andrada, despise the world we live in. It's unfair, cruel, and favors those within specific circumstances. It's littered with flaws and its inhabitants deceives themselves into ignoring those flaws. However, despite as such, there is a present factor wherein an immense ecstaticity can be felt once acquired. A factor that can effectively blinds us from the flaws of reality and is malicious enough to frighteningly influence our actions. A factor that's well out of my reach and a redeeming quality that in itself is flawed. Indeed, I do hate this world. So, are you willing enough to take a glimpse at a broken lens of a breed of a corrupt mind?
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