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The Thinks
your mind unravels here, and only can you be set free this way
Zero
a zero is a round circle with nothing inside it. an empty shell
Poetry
Realistic ยท Dramatic
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You flare, you flicker, you fade... And in the end, all your tomorrows become yesterdays.
— Megatron (Lost Light, by Roberts, Lawrence, Lafuente)