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Why did I even come here? For fuck's sake.. It's everything, the stench is the worst but it's everything. Everything that's revolving around me. Everything that stands afar. So I can't even start to envision it. All the things I hold in. Things exhaled dissolving in thin air. It's that god damn smell. I've scraped every inch. I'm skinless. But there it is still. It reeks of you. But you're infinite lives away. Tragedies far greater in between. Spit, blood, disease, sperm, formidable lives, admirable deaths. Strings cut, footprints inexistent, my own smell I inhale it completely, distorted sounds, the mighty blue is redder now and still I'm clothed in you. The worst is your fucking precious odor.