No one ever sees the world of color that lives inside of me because the black void doesn’t let it out. I feel it, smell it, taste it. I exist there in every moment of my life. But the only thing anyone ever sees are the bits of dust of a broken down machine…When the world of color and light shines, this second world coughs and flounders and lays down a blanket of death…

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