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''when we hold on to our selfish desires we become momentarily lost but when refuse to let go of them we may never find the path back''
''What is post modernism?
A touch of doubt, a mission to find fault.''
A painful whisper A dreadful murmurIn my heart a scarFrom those words remembered No longer lovedNo longer cared forYou lied in that bedNot wanting to be fedThe sickness overwhelming