i want to go home. that is the first thing i want you to know about me, is that i want to go home. i exist where i shouldn't. i remain lost, until the end of time, sinking through the sands that keep the universe as we know it so well structured. i am the anomaly. i am the forgotten one. but one day i shall make it back home, i know i will. one day. just one day.
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