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PICTURESQUE POETICS
You know, maybe... just maybe... this isn't all in my head. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or if I'm doomed. The path seems to go on though. I can't turn around. I'm trying but my body only seems to want to move in certain directions.
Perhaps I'm in a coma. Maybe I fell down the stairs or was in a car wreck. Maybe I'm dead, maybe not.
Keep walking, consider whistling
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