I once dreamed of the world, when I stopped thinking about my virtues and my sins, at that time when I met my refuge again, the empty road, the distant dream, the shattered reality. Everything became dark again.
And that mean I am living in a hell that I can only extinguish by walking in the fire. I imagined there was a button, I imagined there was a push that would extinguish everything, but the reason itself was burning. I couldn't blame anyone. How do I tell them that a stumble of sin.. made this sharp turn in my life, and made me a devil?
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