"Something warm and wet slid out of my heart left eye and the right eye mirrored. Tears? My heart was crying? They trickled slowly out and fell freely down. What is this feeling? Some feeling that I have greeted before? Private literature again? Sometimes I feel like I'm useless, hopeless...So, I threw myself away. Hopefully I’m reborn. Someday…" - John Bear
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