why am i so scared of getting totally destroyed? where I can say "look out for my ghost, within the walls of nicosia, dishivelled with shoes untied" carried by a dysfunctional bike laying in a corner with its wheel still spinning from my last fall and another mini adventure awaiting to bruise my deteriorating body
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