Sometimes its takes a gullible little idiot to bring you back to the ground, restore your sanity and prevent you from foolishly destroying everything you had, have and will have from the inside out with some abstract mist — for now.

It almost seems as though that breaking of my imagination set everything back in place and events going back uphill. A bit like a narrative story.

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they say that antidotes are found closest to the poisons.

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