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[finite_]

The last and only sanctuary from this world, where I can pen my story to be listened to by the few who I can hope to understand the unbearable solitude that is life. Slipping and losing ground, but once more into the breach my firends. I would like to think I have made the world pay quite dearly for every piece of me that it has taken, but it can't

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[odessa_who_rox]

Dear sir.
Is there anything you need?
I hope everything is ok.