The cables are mixed/the telephone wires flicker/the sky looks just like a fractal/computers working unplugged and with no battaries/alcohol is being consumed/cigarettes are smoked/figures around me fade/the fog rolls in/money grow wings and fly out of the window/so do my hopes in (and for) this world/my dreams get worse/my hair grow longer/my eyes are wet/i'm chocking/the window is shrinking/and the door is locked/less oxygen/dead end in TombRaider/ my hands are shaking/my body is weak/and my mind ransacked
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