My Parallel Universe
My Parallel Universe

My Parallel Universe

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My dark, cold and slightly untidy room, I don't even remember the last time I left here, from a distance it looks like a tragic and reasonably morbid image, but honestly, it's quite pleasant, a stable, predictable place, where everything is under control. my control, all that is here is peace...or something less this is the lie I repeat to myself to survive...
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