Lost, lost, twisting in the dark ocean, unable to tell what is real and what is imagination, memory. It's all going to hell around me, I can't control anything, can't rise or descend, impotent, causeless, I'm not regenerating, slow entropic decline, heat death, everything settles to a uniform mediocrity, the lance of action is lost, I am lost, all is lost, I just want to dissapear, stop feeling and hurting and hoping god I just want it to end. Just for peace, for oblivion.
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