I am a writer of things not so often. I hide in realms of passions and doubts, of human and not. I do not know where I go but perhaps you might learn in the words I would bare. Follow me in the dark and perhaps we too shall see such frights together. I do not feel the passions of temptation but word has it I have my way about the contemplations of it's concept. I can feel little more now. I do wander.
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