Yet again, it's the middle of the night, and I'm left alone in silence. I wish I could force myself to sleep, yet for some reason, my thoughts refuse to let me. Always racing, with no end in sight. Always forcing me to open my eyes to what I refuse to see. Plots that I'm forced into, yet I know not to exist. I see ulterior motives where none are. I
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