I claim to be an artist, one of the many fakes which overpopulate the Internet community.
I claim to be a writer, a poet, an advocate of Literature, and words shall spill from me, lovingly carved.
I claim to be a God, the one and only in my world, which exists on the borderline of fantasies seperated by reality.
I wish I was an artist. But maybe I never will be.
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Do you know that you somtimes puzzle me?I look at you I and I see kindness, and sometimes I wonder if the bond was nothing more than spider thread in an abandoned spiderweb, gathering dust.Perhaps it was never there at all.Stop pretending and contributing to this great farce.
