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Turn that thing off
It's dragging you around the room like a rag doll
You are not your thoughts
You are not your fear
You are not your sense of impending dread
You are the silence between those words
Turn it off when you're not using it, else it is using you
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This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment, remember
We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion ~MJKeenan
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