couldn't believe it, but somehow i managed to throw it all away. my body feels like it's crushed more deeply between each passing day. now why would i want to make a moment as compact as i could press it? i guess i thought i'd second-guess it if left unchecked. i can't let my thoughts get so outstretched. but really i was limiting myself, and limited the ways that i could fix - oh god how am i gonna fix it?
i've got all my windows now. i've got all my windows, i'll show you the way out.
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