Our Critical Mood Swings

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AVA It was at times like this when I was bound to live in a racking solitary confinement that I realised people are wrong about money, fame and power. Those three were the hotkey path to the first tier of hell. Outside, they glow an overstated opinion about us, deceiving others into believing we have everything we wish for, not knowing wishes are always hard to be granted. Inside those three self-destructive weapons that come with wealth had deprived us of a lot of things due to the wrong choices they have always led us into making. My mom, for instance, if three years ago she was granted a flash from the future of who she would become this day, I am confident she would've never come here. She would've taken her small clinical fellow job in London over being a recognised consultant aroun

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