Something that was not with me before. Something that try make me like a blackened. Don't know where it was hidden, in what store? So very short term and light is slackened. Was light, was shining with a hope. Than sadness with my right for tear. Than hopeless like muddy tasteless soup . Than fear to lose... So strong and stupid fear... More than ever now feel my rightness. The first time I know what is anger. Don't try to see the dark like whiteness. You know , all you feel is real danger. | 
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