

PerfecMy perceptions of anythting alter. Everything darkens a shade. The stains of the street lights on my eyes grow sharper and longer.. My fears lessen, yet my hope follows suit. The imperfections of life itself become more apparant.Perfec
Thus the perfections themselves, more attainable. And the demons beyond any slice of joy appear.
I know them all by name now.
And i know. They are watching.
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Peace~
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