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The Game of Chaos
I looked at those thoughts,
They were very dark.
They were gripping my shoulders,
Ripping them apart.
I toiled to run away from them,
But I was not fast.
Fell into their grip,
Now they held me in clasp.
At once I lay still,
Saw my core darkening.
I felt my nerves calming,
My limbs numb, not...