A moment of Infinite. A prayer for Time. A sip of Death. And a culmination of Life. I won't be defined or described. For that will bind me. My soul is not singular but a collective. I am Free.
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Stories by Amay
Acid Light
The rage. The melancholy. The isolation. The burn. Of Tropical Summers.
This is my first work here!! :')
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