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2011-04-02
last breath


Hey. I got lost in a wooden room. A wooden room where mirrors crushed the light. I got naked in a wooden room. I killed myself in the mirror's light. A wooden room burns in the mirror's light. I killed myself in a wooden room. A mirror committed suicide in a naked room. I held my skin and fed it to a dying mirror. I fed my naked skin to a burning room. I got lost in all this burning. I got lost in all this dying. I fed the mirror to a burning room. I fed the room to a dying mirror. I died quietly in the light of my last breath.


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