my friends fear, scary and panic are protecting me from the world. The world is a big monster and they are protecting me, also from reality that tiny bitch always hunting me, all the sounds from water, traffic, radio, whisper from my lover and so on, I rather go into my head and panic, meet panic if you rather want it to be that way, but foremost of all they protect me from my glory.
My glory is such a burden. Uff.
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