Though in all actuallity, not a real word, it suits my purposes here adequately. For whatever reason, I have a strange feeling of morose inside me, and I can't shake it. I see myself in the mirror and I can't see anything the way it was before. I realize that I've grown up, but I've grown into something I don't recognize. Overnight I've become
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