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2 сентября 2012 г., 11:24
An identical memory
from dozens of different places in his mind.
But it’s not his mind, is it?
It’s their minds.
All of them.
Crying out.
Please, please make this stop,
until there is no voice to bed,
no mind to scream.
At that singular moment
When “I am” becomes “I’m not…”
