Darkness and silence. Those are what I know. Solitude and loneliness. These are my friends. Within I dwell in a prison, a prison of my own making. It holds no windows or doors. There is no light within. yet its walls are made of simple air. A maze to trap, a puzzle to confuse and a mystery without solution. This is my prison, where I dwell. My
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