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virgo I infj-t I a 14 year old learner <3

the soul

Death and life, life and death, indeed an obliquity for us aftermath. Conceptions, a haystack of them persecuted my soul, bargaining for the greater good, or was it? Spas, devoted along the demurs of life, flourished in black and white, or morally grey, up to the mold of solid. Uneven beliefs and norms, flourished the aftermaths soul, eager to be chained and baptized, to end the never endings.

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