I dug them all one after the other. All those lovers of passage and the furies that had chained me, all these animals that abyss of love has killed at one time or another. I walled too long to ignore me again. The space should not be conditional on content, not here, not today. In a shameful silence, the noblest caught were consumed. Then in the words was thought good, I found enough darkness to resurrect me awake from this nightmare that I had killed. Fighting evil with evil. The smoke fades, looks too. I waited patiently for this moment to remove myself from wild somewhere else where I did not that place. After months of secret, I lost my way. This approach unveil portions of itself to reinvent themselves through the eyes of others. I no longer live for you. I could see through you. I'm definitely more here, not necessarily better, but only a little I must admit. I want to get away justifications and reasons that we must decide when choosing to live in society. I still write to write, just write. Write out guidelines that require supervision or control. Here I am an anarchist.
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