...I
am but a mere mortal made of flesh. Often mortally wounded beyond
recognition. Those who knew me will not miss the harshness that was me.
As for me, I will miss everyone who took time, in vain as it turns out,
tending to my soul; trying to mend what was left of my humanity!
recognition. Those who knew me will not miss the harshness that was me.
As for me, I will miss everyone who took time, in vain as it turns out,
tending to my soul; trying to mend what was left of my humanity!
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