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"shred of light, pinch of endless

after a time in dephts there is a crack in the pressure; these shreds of light just a rope around my neck these days of hope a blade on my throat; these signs of dawn just a route to my dusk these bounds that broke a prelude to my drowning; this pinch of endless just a fragment of the forthcoming these hint of life just a gateway to oblivion."

: por skepticism