Clouded Flowers
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Complete Thu, Jan 12, 2023<5 mins
A wound on the city. It just appeared one day. Everyone avoided it. No one knows what's in it.
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I don't know. It's very confusing I guess. I wrote this in the car after I listened to a song. I have an unhealthy obsession with the human mind and messing with it. If you read any of my other stories you'll probably realize I like to mentally destroy my characters.
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