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Memories in Thorns

The red flesh room where the time is just a clock and the memories never die, even the bad ones. A place where the birds fall and rainbows are in grayscale. A question can be a choice... The boy who decided to live in the middle... If you want to know something about me, I'm going to tell you this:

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