Corruption of the writer as his hand touches his heart. The pulsing letting him know he's alive. And yet it is the heart that hurts and he does not know why.
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Corruption of the writer as his hand touches his heart. The pulsing letting him know he's alive. And yet it is the heart that hurts and he does not know why.
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