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whats the point?
falling so fast
its quite hard to get out.
frequencys pushing pummeling past your ears.
sometimes i just want to beleave.
that i'm still in this game.
that these faders haven't fallen past silent.
while hope is nothing left to go on.
this world is still beating on.
this sea perpetually filled.
salt with the tears of the hopefull.
yet today mine do not contribute.
