Stiff as hell. Fade to black. Blackness swells. Forgetting never felt so good. Yeah, remembering only as a reference. Today is gauged by how unhappy I am not. I can still hear what's going on back there and I don't care. One would struggle to find some kind of peace of mind but I just don't care. Once would struggle to find some kind of peace of mind. Even when this dance is over I won't stop moving. I will never miss a beat. I would not be able to move like this without having walked through your door. I would not. No, not without having my eyes shut... or having watched them burn. Shaped, redirected, reevaluated, created a new man. Thanks for getting me in. I'll get you next time.
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