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Red everywhere. I'll pretend it's raspberry jelly. That way it won't be as terrible to look at. It won't look like blood.
many words, pages, ideas. written in the past. soon they will only be memories. nobody will remember the printed works. technology advances relentlessly.
Going down. Down, down, down. The last shreds of humanity are leaving me. I should have listened to him. I'm facing my demons, but not by choice. Never by choice. They are coming for me.
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