Go back

Alive in a world I don't live in

Resonating white tiles and white walls all around you

The cold wind caressing your cheeks

Taste of metal

Scratching until you bleed

Archetype of distressed eyes

It's hopeless to try to escape

Can you feel it also?

Can you still not find the answer?

It's been years?

since? Since what?

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This is a blog on my journey on discovery of myself. I invite you to join me.

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