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Its been this way for years now. Slowly overwhelming everything that made me...me. Now all that remains is this husk that pleads for life. Broken, beaten, and cast aside, i rise from the dirt more unsure of what my purpose is......

Until that haunted organ screams its tales of dread and woe and the strings of my fiddle shriek the songs of a thousand sirens, and the existential dread falls away like a million shards of glass from a broken sky...only for a moment I return to myself and feel the ethereal love if that which created me shining upon me like a stay of execution!

....only to return shortly after to this husk that remains unsure, unable, and unloved. To once again peer at who I have locked away inside... If only I knew where I placed that key..



















.... I'd conquer all..

Exactly what it says.