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The meticulous trajectory of the pendulum measures the limits of my existence, swinging relentlessly back and forth from a swirling cataclysm of color to the abysmal blackness that is the dark cave of my soul. More than the normal amount of noise pounds its cacophonic clamor into the fragile fabric of my psyche until the broken boundaries of mortality set my spirit free to experience eternal peace.
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