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The urge to give up crossing this stream of life is often indispensable. Sometimes, my emotions and rationale mingle and create a negative doppelg√§nger of my own image. Not seldom I felt so alien with myself. Sometimes, I just want to scream, asking the bad side of my metaphorical isomer to get out of my mind, stop possessing me. I really do. 

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