Remember when the sun didn't feel irritating?
Remember when the air didn't feel like giant mini-wave field of annoying particles hitting the face?
Remember when the music wasn't pointless banging noise?
Remember when the morning illuminated your soul?
Remember when the food wasn't just energy chunk?
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Mediocrity embraces the existence and dissolves the identity of reality.
I suffocate with the very air that I breathe.
The screaming slowly merging into white noise, and then into heavy rain noise.
The universe fills with impossible, meaningless colors of vertigo and rain noise.
Do not look for a reason for my actions, they don't exist on your reality.
I am no one, nobody that was worthy, just useful.
Useful in a reality that is nothing.
Nothing that ever really existed.
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With no shine,
nobody.
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