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And I won’t be stuck anymore

Maybe there’s salvation near

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The water was stagnant but it could still flow. She struck away the last dirt holding back the water from the channel she had dug

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I really need the help. I hope somebody can. Everything helps. Anything helps

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"He eventually got much of what he wanted, and this world, not made for it, began to rot.

When he began actively killing our children and replacing them with artificial facsimile, i fell into deep melancholy. Every story he told, every lie and oppressive social structure, all of it was to this hideous end.

It’s not that he didn’t understand those facsimiles lack mind, and soul. They are amalgams of finished thought. Dead things made of dead thoughts. That was a feature, not a bug, somehow.

So treacherous was his violation, i was left to watch. To wail, to pray for a remedy that might one day disentangle the narratives and begin unwinding the horror."

"I’m reminded of the beginning of things. Of course I don’t mean mechanically. Yes yes. Big bang, physics. Gas and space and expansion woohoo

But i remember when the song first began to be sung, the rhythmic chanting between the two of us. I knew the fucker was tricky and i assumed some bullshit but i frankly was a bit disappointed he couldn’t stop from being his worst self.

The entire song was for him and he poisoned it in the first notes."

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