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A∞ = Breathe

then i put my mask back on, then i walk around the halls, then i pretend some more

that everything is fine, that i believe in someone out there to call, a friend, perhaps?

then i quit looking at the reflection in the mirror, and try to focus on anything that isn't

flowing away from me ever so, slightly in the distance again, ever so, walking circles

round the desert, in every circle, a former instance of myself, expanding out walking

circles round the last expression, the last epiphany, the last time, the last leaf, where

wherefore art thou moving stream, and where is thy peace, till the mind, nvrrst.

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