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Aomething

I have become aomething, Beleaguered and ragged juggernaut. Thia awe inapiring anomaly. Uncomfortable,you get uaed to it. An expre’ion of peculiar tendenciea. The difference, Ini-valuable, Irreplaceable. Can’t call it forth yet it makea me whole. Can’t call you forth, incoherent. I can’t call you forth… In my dying, in my decline. The failure – aomething.