why
the sensation burning hot yet cold... a whisper of reality still swirling like oil and water. I crave to forget. why why why! why most reality be in every corner howling, begging for me can't reality just stop and let me breathe in the pain. reality doesn't want me to remember the snarling teeth and hast words. yet the past so comforting and safe. why why why...
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