"Every memories dissolve in the singularity point..."
Sometimes I need to escape from life for a while.
I lay motionless, in the absence of music, inside my solitary chamber.
This place has become hectic lately, slowly driving me into madness.
But there is no chaos here.
My chamber smells of decay. Stench from my own crumbling conscience.
Breathe.
Gone looney? :D
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