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Dedication

Eyes that simply… Are etched with oblivion. They attempted to revive me. Without making contact. They would hand their medicine through a window. Then shutter me out. Allowing me to stand and stutter all alone. Until someone punishes me with a sleepless night. What made it bearable. Was my dedication. To escape the void. That is for now my forever-home.

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