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Unbothered Us.
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Ongoing, First published Sep 04, 2020
When I was a person I don't wanted to be, I struggled being feeling alone, when I found out that people whom we have been risking our feelings for, are nothing, but disappointments.
When I was living my life, with zero interactions.
When I was feeling I was not well-loved with family and friends. When everything was just as dark as dark can ever be..
I found out the world is struggling with COVID-19, and I was not more than greatful for getting this chance of disconnecting everyone with a reason of quarantine and lockdown.
 
This story is about the man I used to be, and the man I am after COVID's New Normal.
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