I Am Numb
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At some point in life, feeling like the world matters to you and you don't matter to it begins to feel like a norm and you just can't escape. Slowly you get eaten up by the hate fed to you by the world that you begin to feel less until suddenly, nothing matters and everything matters.🤒
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