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For some this place acted as a mainline of reality and perception deconstruction comparable to hard psychedelics. With the illusion shattered, sorrow flows from the grief of the loss. Drink deep enough from that draught, anyone will feel numb. From there you must seek other rivers. Some find the raging torrent of anger, others seek the tranquil streams that flow so silent you must stop to hear.

sometimes its fuck yeah
sometimes its yeah, fuck