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Loving My Savior
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Ongoing, First published Apr 27, 2022
Mature
In life, either you'll lose something or you'll gain something. But what if you have nothing to lose already? That even your soul has been taken away from you. That even your life wasn't yours anymore? How would you continue living if you feel like dying in every seconds of your life? That there's no reason for you to live in this world anymore, because life... fucks you up and you just get tired living a fucked up life.

Would you have the courage to live on the verge of your dying days? Would someone save you from your death wish?

Would you dare...

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