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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.
Try it and find out for yourself. There's no other way, no one else can do it for you
If you were the way that you think you are, then that's not natural.