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Rated: 13+ · Monologue · Other · #1962226
A satirical monologue about claustrophobia, seclusion.
Winter lingers somewhere around, I can already feel a snake hissing inside my half frozen skull. The wobbling incessantly noisy ceiling fan provided a significant distraction, with that gone now I'll have to put up with the monotonous hum of the dead in my room.

No wait, I shouldn't blame the dead, it's the goddamn tube-light.
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