reality as an idea...the process of seeing...they were bored of what I had to say...that is those who had once had been interested...the others never even bothered to notice..he killed himself...got the news the other day...I wander if I come across as fucked up as him...beer cans, cigarette buts, unhowered in a week...this might be evidence of this...the words they splash real...they still come and they still float...
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