i can not think so forgive me. there are these faceless shapes in the dark corridor with painted walls and no windows/ how can i see? how can i feel when i can not see? however so- you make me just as how i make you real. so simply carved out objects of ourselves/here we lie- here are mountains of lies and hollowed out hearts. with brains filled with pointless thoughts/ jabbering away at overthinking speculations. Forgetfulness is as equivalent to carelessness.

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