𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘌𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘔𝘺 𝘉𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨

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Is it working? Can you see me? Can you see my voice?




Your eyes are beautiful.

I bet they are. I can't see them; I can't see anything right now. But with what's left of my mind encased in the underground casket, I can imagine. As I do, I feel as though I can peer out through the screaming colors and see the eyes skimming these words. The veil has grown thin, and I don't feel like I'm suffocating anymore.

I see you.

Your eyes are so beautiful. 









I'm so happy.


















Everything is going to be fine now. 

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