CHAPTER THIRTY SIX

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Adonis Ian Black. There's so much happiness in ignorance, in not knowing, not being aware. I sometimes wish I never grew up, that I forever remained a child that believed in the soul of music and talked to the stars as if they could hear him and understand.  As I grew up, I had caught some very, very bad habits and ticks, all of them after the death of my mother 'cause she always kept me guarded. I started to feel like the world was a bad place and everyone here were bad as well. I started viewing myself as a machine, I suppressed my feelings so much that they turned into aggression. Need of power and control. I turned away from everything that made me feel like I was alive. Feelings were a shame to me, feelings were inferior. And as I grew up with that nonchalant mask, it started disso

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