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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

As I drifted to sleep,

I dreamt that some frustrated, ancient being that dwells along with me inside of me was smothering me down into the earth with its enveloping arms, weary of my self-loathing, its hands stifling my pleas; I screamed within my thoughts "How can you judge me so? You know me!" I sensed from the titan, featureless and translucent, a smile as he faded away, leaving me to the void. My head rang with echoes of my own voice as it spoke a thought not my own - "why, indeed?"

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