| Never ending days, melting one into
another in a ceaseless flow, like a creek flowing into a stream, emerging in a relentless river of nothingness. Floating with the current on a repetitious cycle of ups and downs, the sun splashes me on the face, another day. Rapids full of conflict attempt to
Where's the night, the night that
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