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I am the rational leftover. blessed by reason, formed by sanity. I reject my inner needs, stemming the risk of infection. maybe it’s already growing. maybe it’s already taking control. I am the cold. the blue anemic. I cannot feel but a stale indifference. I am the atrophy of self. maybe it’s the price I have to pay. nothing but a stale indifference.
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