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Jan 2015
Descend the staircase into madness and look out through opaque porthole windows which shield you from the sea of nothing, ebbing at your shell, while you climb the rungs for a way to escape from the hollow ringing of the skeleton in which you you're dying and gasping for water;
A fish swims in your lung and is left to drown and suffer and rot and eventually be eaten by the ***** which are your soul.
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mike
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