i've been here before.
the collision of kronos and kairos in my very own microcosm.
i've never quite fled from the narcotic pain i've craved and despaired of.
but its different now i suppose. in the past i tried to escape because of the pain.
now i'm leaving because of the drug.
i have been so veiled in my own blindness i have never dared to touch the colours that fluttered before my brow.
i've been here before.
would that i will end up somewhere else, on the start of other journeys.
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