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Waking up to a pleasant surprise.
I have everything one could only dream of.
It settles inside on a mission to distort minds.
Being around him is like standing under a cloud raining acid.
Why does it feel like Emilian’s constantly reading my mind?
I am a clean sheet of paper, inside and out. What I think will be written and carried out.
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