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You found me bleeding on the side of the road.

You found me spitting out death and chocking on life, letting reality throw its violent fingers around my neck, killing the remnants of my trust. You found me shaking on the sidewalk and moving the entire street, my spine trembling like an old book. You found me as a victim of my own imagination, my desires manipulating my nerves as a violin that…

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