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On certain days you just want to scream 'take me with you' at one but the slightest glance from another makes your skin crawl with acidic ferocity. How strange the world is when detachment sets in and your mind lives five steps ahead of your body in a universe spun parallel to this one. Complacency does not falter when your mind cannot sleep. As though the whirling contortion of thoughts exhumes the body until every last drop of energy is spent and all that is left is the ashen body and the carnival mind and a nervous system numb to it all.
I am so alive that I can do nothing but stare through re-born eyes and observe.