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[hollertronix]

Its getting harder these days. I keep my life in the freezing cold tunnel, alone and thoughtful. The sun's rays, peaking through the creviced ceiling, still reflects off of my hair, but this gloomy design is poor and light years from what it should be. Here I scribble on brick walls, bold and prominent, but no one bothers to acknowledge. They erase

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