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You are in a dark room, dirty, terribly stinky and infected. You are on a stretcher, with a straitjacket. A junkie comes in and injects you with a needle, a fluorescent drug in his arm. For a few seconds you feel in heaven, you can hear the same sweet voice of God. But it's just a fake pleasure, soon an insufferable beep resounds in your head without stopping, the anguish and dizziness bite you like a wild beast. Time is cut and plasticized, you can hear the hands rumbling and spinning without stopping, at full speed traveling billions of light years in nanoseconds.
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You can hear the crickets, you're in a field at night. You hear the torn and pitiful moan of a female voice, a voice that screams the reason for its suffering, its existence, the meaning of this hell. You get up and look for her everywhere, she hears you move, she begs you to save her and she looks for you too. But you can not feel or see yourself, even when you have crossed several times, because you are only shadows, desperate shadows that wander in search of love. In an eternal search without end.
