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Always the slave of

Yes, master, I will throw away all emotions and abandon all sorts of love. I will bury all thoughts that soften the mind and banish my tears to the clouds above. I will cut out my heart to win and win, that is what we need to be, always, the slave of. (26.04.2025)

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