So, I've come this far.
A hollow husk of a heart that begs to sleep. Wanting. To. Sleep.
I think that the effort that we give our gods should be placed into things that are real. Who wants to save all of mankind? Are we worth saving?
I'm just writing now, no real message or purpose. Just words that will someday trip through that ether in another mind that I have no clue. Well, I do have a purpose. Just not with these words.
Change of subject.
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