A cold grayness descends over me like a blanket, wrapping me in heather and sleep, next to a dying fire.... and i am alone. i hear no voices and no wind and no pain and all is calm.
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Written by hummy A cold grayness descends over me like a blanket, wrapping me in heather and sleep, next to a dying fire.... and i am alone. i hear no voices and no wind and no pain and all is calm.
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consciousness is a social behavior into the bite of the sea went we, ...fuller fear were we |