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there are fewer and fewer
words. to describe. to tell you the state of my perdition; i awake in my dream. you are outside looking for me. you look at me with eyes blind. you call for me, yet, my voice is silence to you. "there was a time when he was there" we speak simultaneous. you walk away. i remain invisible. to all eyes. i awake from my bed; it's eleven past eleven. the sun shines dead: you were never here.
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