ok. a breath. all ready.
thank you, thank you very much.
also my unshakeable certainty is now more into a thousand pieces on the floor imagery in my head. the pieces shine a bit stronger when close my eyes. strange is not so bad, I thought a lot worse. will be used to it.
"... now you're back for dope demand, I'm on sinking sands ..."
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