The hourglass whispers, “I am eternally yours. Do as you please with me.” Everything seems to speak to you, so many voices. The ladder is translucent and says, “I died, but it was not my type of dead.” Such soft voices that help you understand that you are losing your mind. Your mind is not untouchable, guard it cause somebody else is planting Queens and Kings in it. Still, go on cause the hourglass is still talking to you.
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