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Mental

So sick to death of this constant collaboration between inspiration and isolation that has been corrupting my brain...

This undeniable, unhealthy, unwanted transformation of my heart and my soul has left me with nothing but this mental constipation that has my head spinning feeling like my life is epically out of control…

My confusion is just another contribution from these never ending illusions...

This is no observation this is just some evidence of this mind melting cerebral devastation…

you may need a translation to understand my situation…


RjW2018



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