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if only to forget for a momentary forever none of it even equates to what we really want to feel. nothing. you can stitch yourself back together a thousand times, and run new thread in your skin like some rag doll rehab, and push yourself further over this metaphorical self losing cliff, but we we chose something entirely else... we pace in a quicksand slow dance where we only know its better to feel nothing than to remember everything. Thats me after, I'm likened to that echo step behind. still waiting...