Literary Captain
True words are expression of an expressor.
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Life is an instant in this eternity
In love resides no doubt In doubt resides no love
The figure of love is still unclear Off the window I tear Part of me still loves you But rest of me still fears
Everything is fucked up in one way or another. The question is can we commute it..
Drink coffee and sleep less or drink poison and die soon
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