Blind. Insecurity. Am I right? Alas, where infinite means all women are one. Die. Hatred. Jyn Erso.
Jyn Erso
Die
One
Infinite
Where
Right
I
Blind
I write a combination of prose and song that narrate preserving cultural dialect and heritage between him and her.
I wonder if I could ever ask again. I don't have to ask if I ever tried. I don't have to ask if I know I ever trusted believing in y...
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