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Jun 20
standing at the edge of the world, the wind blows fierce
screaming out of the abyss like a million tortured souls
but it isn’t hell
the world has a voice, but you can’t hear it until it’s crying out in pain
you don’t know what you’ve done until it’s too late
the world revolved around you until it didn’t
the world revolved around you until you faced the void and it swallowed you whole
so vulnerable with your humanity on display
every other thought melts away, you will be forced to confront your own mind
a horrifying reality for those who live outside it
it’s time to open every single eye
It’s time to take the flying leap into the unknown
benny
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benny  20/Agender/SLC
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