Apocalypse.

Anw guten morgen moots.

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Seoul, March 8 1999.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝐍ot all mere evil can be covered up with the magic of appearance, appearance can cover some of it without adding to the impression that you are good. A good aura from the outside is able to attract anyone, the same race can also be bound. No one knows and understands what you really mean, no one knows who you really are (?). Like two very different sides, like angels and demons.

Will it continue like this? the characters are like half and half. Abstain from large carvings. Always out of breath to daydream. Want to cry in peace, want to party like crazy, want to spread love, want to destroy everything. Sometimes it takes time to understand yourself.

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