the gift of writing ceases, the sounds of worlds increase, you wondered about the clever, but acted of course, never. add me alone and subtract me people. thats all i want, as shown. When they feel the dispair, theres always the cold rush of air. Maybe i'll survive, maybe i'll die, but i have a talent and can revive. All throughout this life, i might. we'll see, you'll know, you'll heed everything. so, might as well go. might as well succeed.

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