i kinda feel like a stale piece of bread.
dried out.
not moldy..
still kinda tasty..
but only reminiscent..
im hearing things..
but not sure im listening..
want..
but...not want..
eh.
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life is full of joys and pains; this is mostly a chronicle of my pains with sprinkles of joys.
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