even at your lowest ebb you seem to sleep forever and remember words that will haunt you. i supplied it all and i decided that you're off. i'm god, get off. it’s a better picture in the end of what you have. when times get rough, it's harder to admit that i never seem to be enough. my hands are worn and broken up from hard graft and my fucking up. to think of anything as 'more than i have' or to think of anything as 'more than science', well, it was more than i could ever speak of. ‘when’. anyone for any more? to death and dying! it's a long, lost, lonely feeling and it's more than i can choose.

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