October 2011
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Sometimes there are hours in a day where effervescence becomes ephemeral. It exchanges felicity with bittersweet melodies that overshadow the mind. Something inside the cage thuds and screams, wanting to evade the demons from within. It bangs the white walls and tries to climb the perpetual ladder, yearning to get out but only wasting its strength instead. It claims that only a selfish soul would...
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I need an antidote.