Storming with menace

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No desire of writing. / Desire of writing.

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No will for communication. / Will for communication.

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No business of my life. / Business of my life.

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No fun. / Fun is Desire.

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Can writing be fun?

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Can writing be Desire?

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How can I deal with this illness of extremes that I fell

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for good?

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Whenever this ignorance veil made of fear may fall,

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(Ye, girl)

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I shall attack

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again

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for ever.

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