This is something I made for fun, totally unprofessional, oopsie.
My existential dilemmas, or frankly, my diary entries, which include details about my everyday life, my happiness and worries.
The pain of departing can never be expressed appropriately.
This one has different meanings each time I read it. It might be a philosophy, a poem, a thought, a quote, an idea, or whatever you want to make of it.
Why am I doing this?
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