Tale of a Quiescent
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Is this just the deepest sorrow? The urge of escaping everything keeps hunting me in every breath. I wanted a world only I am nowhere to be found- not even anyone's aware of my existence.
I wanted to create a world where I could run free. This has been a dream I wish I could never be awake to. Breaking a stigma of being related to anyone.
Where could I possible find this world perhaps? I would die in chasing the chains of agony.
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