When Want is Overcome By Necessity

For whoever reads this, i do not even know who does really anymore. Time has shortened itself. This elastic space has grown weary. This plastic space is imploding. I am disappearing piece by piece. My heart forever trapped by these inner linings that keep ink from ever fading. i leave now with a little hope the past has helped. A little hope that anything meant something. Blessed be.

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