The opposites talk and the opposites nod.
The sanity remains and the insanity disappears.
The legs work their way.
And the rot materialises.
The purpose is undefined.
And the like are not to be found.
Who are you?
Is what I heard in my head.
There is no answer.
There is absolute nonsense.
There is irrelevant gossip.
It hurts me.
It pains.
I feel like Gollum
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