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I spent my days doodling intricate illusions, believing this world was a canvas of wishes granted, a tapestry of thoughts and dreams. Little did I know, it was all just layers of mistakes, misery, and pain. The darkness that haunts us, the sickness that keeps us awake at night, and the perilous infection known as loveā€”it spreads like wildfire, consuming everything in its path. In a world frozen by despair and uncertainty, where existence is slowly drained from our souls, I opened the gates to my heart. And I was shown how it feels when it's torn apart by the cruel hands of fate. Every moment was a battle, every breath a struggle to survive in a sea of shattered dreams and broken promises. In the annals of human experience, second chances, they say, are a feast for fools, a craving for pain. I scoffed, until the whip cracked twice, and denial's stench could no longer mask the truth Not even the fires of hell can erase the wounds; the truth is out there, and we all know it. Betra...

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