Turning, spinning, breaking me,
through darkened eyes I now see.
Now have enemies I must kill,
racial biases I must fill.
I now believe.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 11th, 2026 04:10
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Comments2
A dark world of bias and hate against which one must fight. Nicely written
Sounds like you need help.
As long as I can understand what is happening I need no help.
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