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The world made me tired.
It whipped me until I got those fine lines of wrinkles and punched me until I lost consciousness. The black circles around my eyes are the proof of my foolishness to contradict and fight.
Yet the physical pain is nothing compared to my internal bruises,
Against the chaos of my thoughts and against the war of little creatures on my stomach.
