I Wonder, at Times

Sometimes, I wonder, if I killed someone, whether I would feel anything at all.
Whether I might even discover that I enjoyed it.

And for some reason, though that prospect doesn't elate me, it doesn't seem to bother me, either.

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  • If you were the way that you think you are, then that's not natural.

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