God and The Poet’s Death

Continuation of previous post on The Hours

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Published by GORETTI

Being an artist in a high-control community is like living without oxygen, sustained by some force that painfully demands you stay alive, while you are dying every moment. I’m out now, and I’m still learning to breathe.

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