lately

My life has found the perfect place, In a perfect time and a perfect space. A golden path if you will, a moment of serene embrace. And yet I'm plagued with guilt too such extent, that I feel nothing but selfcontempt. Some call me a charmer, and others a friend. All that I see is a thief and the means to an end.

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