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Living in this world
You must have but one expectation
Everyone is evil
I am
I am a stain on the face of the Earth
A deceiver
A good charmer and very persuasive
No better than a murderer
I decieve others for my own gain
I'm going insane
Like every other psychopath before me
I have no desire to live
No worth
If only I had a purpose
Something to guide my darkness into light
My battle is almost over
I must atone for everything I have done
Someone take me away
Away to another life
Yet I am not suicidal
I will find a successor to defeat me
Once I have entered the afterlife
I can finally say it
The words I desire to say
The words that are destined to be
"Ai gonplei ste odon"
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