Downward spiral, where do I begin? Chains; lakes of fire; and a variety of other torments scraping away at my mind. Utopia cannot exist in the real world. I'd rather take my chances through the looking glass... send me swimming into the light! Self-transforming meat bodies dancing in the midnight sea. Celestial. How strange it is to be anything at all.
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