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Zeckrombryan

Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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challenges

battles, distortions, me.

Day... I do not want to count anymore. I have given up on it long ago. Blinded by the swiftness of life, I am left out once again because of me, falling prey to distortions, losing uphill battles. The pitch... Continue Reading →

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Blood was dripping down my chin as I stood wobbly with a beaten-up body, I was at my limits as my vision started to swirl into a blurry tango. The opponent was laying flat right in front of me, not... Continue Reading →

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