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I am not Outcast nor Loner. I don't hate anyone, without case. Hate is never my state. I hate only with purpose, and then it burns. I hate evil, not small things on Ciba.
I am with snakes climbing around me. They choke me. It are all my vices, and I never blame anyone or anything for it. I cry silently, right now, 'cause it's me, who is snake wrapping around my neck, and suffocating me

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