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Why do people kept believing in me wherever I go? I'm no longer a bright star. I'm now a black hole; who fades together with the night sky, unnoticed.
"how the hell did it turned out like this?"
Seriously man, I kept unconsciously-questioning myself and it is killing me over and over again. Hopefully it ends a.s.a.p, as I'm enlightened.
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Why do people kept believing in me wherever I go? I'm no longer a bright star. I'm now a black hole; who fades together with the night sky, unnoticed.
"how the hell did it turned out like this?"
Seriously man, I kept unconsciously-questioning myself and it is killing me over and over again. Hopefully it ends a.s.a.p, as I'm enlightened.
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