Insanity is close
Being sane is no more discernible.
Everything is morbid.
Where is my prodigious seraph?
Doughty is hard to find when no light is shining.
When darkness fills the room.
Apparently a stupor is what I am in.
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Do you even know what all those words mean? Lol... jk jk
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