Fate granted me barely three dozen days before the inevitable arrived here! Nevertheless, I was still over there…

Since then, this wrinkle on the map of my skin reminds me that I belong somewhere else.

Fragmented & bound: repeating the same opaque draft. Then, suddenly, the canvas burst into stains of colors, and I discovered who I was.


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