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When you're left alone, sometimes your own mind becomes sanction. But... it soon becomes a prison. Dreams now feel like relality. Why can't one shut their eyes and escape.... why do we wake to only face another day of dread? Do we live to die? Or do we die only miss what we lived? ... Life just eats away at you, time is limited. Limited. Limiter. Limited. Limited. Limited. Limited. Limited. Don't sleep. Don't sleep. Turn. Turn. Turn. TURN. TURN. TURN. DONT SLEEP OR YOU CAN'T - [Error; restricted content. We're sorry for the inconvenience. Please try again later.]

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