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Bonds of ExistanceCold bonds surround my limbs, chaining me to this existenceCut them, melt them I don't care how just break them, set me free.Alone in this room, my only company is an occasional voice, a figment, a curse... A diseaseThey tare at my mind, heart and soulPlease set me free
question7Is there really a normal or did society make that up to control 90% of the population with the standards?