Turmoil
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Last published Thu, Jan 27, 2022
The messy thoughts come from 1 A.M - 3 A.M in the morning when everybody sleep.
English is not my first language, so i apologize in advance for any mistakes in grammar or if there's many typos.
This is not a story. It's just me, spitting my thoughts so i can sleep peacefully without any disturbance from my head.
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