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shadow of intent

ill never get used to the numbness that tinges away at everything every movement a rusted nusiance as if the words that make up my reality are too much to bear there are no creaks or technical things to tweak because i am still unfortunately, a biomechanical thing instead there are aches pains issues that, like the rain always streaming down my face struggles to catch the hint and go away despite my attempted ignorance though do you think my erosion shows?

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