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The silence is deafening
in this small lonely space as I sit and I ponder this burden I face. Alone in the dark no signs of reprieve from madness that enters my mind on this eve. The darkness surrounds me in a cold, dark embrace and chokes out all hope that I'll soon leave this place.
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