The blackness of despair is growing in the light of the others
No turning back from all that has a been
Where do you go from here
How do you climb up from a bottomless pit if you have not yet landed
Staying within the frames of sanity to keep the surroundings in place
Looking through the keyhole
Never opening the door
Locked up is the true image of yourself and she has swallowed the key.
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Elk...?
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