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MatureOngoing21m
Last published Wed, Feb 20, 2013
Darkness consumes me. If I try to fight my true nature, guilt takes over. That's a human emotion. I am far from human. Humanity is a dream, a fantasy I must not indulge in. If I let my true nature take over, everything will be ok. I will bathe in the shadows, I will revel in them.
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