Its dark, so we shan’t be seen!

Alas.. at some point you will realize that there are facts which are meant to be buried deep down the unreachable cellars of your soul.
And what remains, is the fool's paradise.

Winter is on the way, and the semi-annual ritual of my indolent, don't-care mood laxly flows in my veins; but I'm happy, and will hang on.. no matter what.

Desole, even if I scream, I can't scream that loud.

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