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In the abyss of my mind, darkness spawned an eternity of torment.
Voices shrieked my damnation, as shadows devoured my last shred of sanity.
I was the puppet of my own twisted thoughts, dancing to the rhythm of madness.
Every waking moment, a nightmare; every dream, a descent into further despair.
In this void, I ceased to exist, consumed by the very horrors I had become.
In the abyss of my mind, darkness spawned an eternity of torment. Voices shrieked my damnation, as shadows devoured my last shred of sanity. I was the puppet of my own twisted thoughts, dancing to the rhythm of madness. Every waking moment, a nightmare; every dream, a descent into further despair. In this void, I ceased to exist, consumed by the very horrors I had become.
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