I see the darkness creep up on me.
Slowly, so slowly it barely makes any sound.
I think about the past, present, and future.
All of my choices.
Nothing Works
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Author:
ZM (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: February 10th, 2026 13:45
- Category: Unclassified
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