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".... I feel it, swimming in my skull, swimming in my everything, all of me. Dripping, aching, these tumors will be my ticket to the puddles. I know it. I have accepted it. This body will fall away like the flesh of a moldering fruit and I will become one with the black, the black that never ends. The screaming, howling black."

Description
".... I feel it, swimming in my skull, swimming in my everything, all of me. Dripping, aching, these tumors will be my ticket to the puddles. I know it. I have accepted it. This body will fall away like the flesh of a moldering fruit and I will become one with the black, the black that never ends. The screaming, howling black."