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EMPTY

Have you ever felt alone while not being alone? Being lone thus left alone, as your mind done went upon gone.

Feeling as if your soul is in an abyss of bright light, falling in place hearing tinnitus in spite the continuous decent.

Touching down like a super hero after an epic flip, looking at the vast emptiness your inner core.

That one voice sending the signal of rising endeavors mixed in with monotone ambiances of failure in many tongues. Hung in suspension of time being none existent to the millions of protons, and atoms being subjected like the elusive muon and tau. Electro pinging sparks turning light to dark in each millisecond.

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The mind is bright room as the window of your soul is the eyes aimless looking out within hidden tears.