breaking
breakin
break
breaking
uhm
this is the voice
of… uhm…
a man, no
not a man
uhm…
a being of a sort.
uh… i mean
i breathe so i must be alive
being alive means i must be
some sort of a being
or perhaps an apparatus of a sort
the kind that breathes
a clone perhaps
i remember
or at least i think so
there was a man
i see a reflection in a mirror
it’s broken
just like the mirror is
split apart
this man
i must find him
oh no
he found me
he hurts me
he tries to kill me
i wish i never let him out
breaking
break
breakin
bre
br
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Stream of happymess 
This one, was brilliant, loved it, the beast, let out.
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Yes… the beast within… to let it out or to keep it caged – a perpetual conundrum… both choices have potentially lethal consequences…
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Which ever way you go, something deep will follow
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Depth is within, my friend. Within all of us. Yet for some reason more and more of us choose the easier way. Shallow and instantly gratifying that in a long term leaves nothing but emptiness and devastation… Here’s to embracing the depth. Here’s to acknowledging the darkness. Here’s to life that is and let’s be!
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