The Wrong Side of a Soul
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Dernière publication ven., oct. 8, 2021
We are all human. We all feel, think,, and breath. We are all equal...rightist? What does it actually mean to be human? Is it just the mere thing of existing? Or is just that we aren't even human, but merely a soul stuck in a body.
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