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Lost by David C. Harvey
Drifting aimlessly in the infinity of thought.
Wandering lost though an expansive maze constructed of past transgression, regret and self malevolence.
Standing alone in this space, abandonded with the badgering of incessant voices that keep you company.
Where do they come from? Will they ever go away? Does the labyrinth end?
Mounting doubt. Hopeless conclusions. Dire consequences.
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