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As I fall down into the abyss, a single text, just a few words strung together, can pull me back.

Momentarily.

For a mere few seconds I am held above the ravine, swinging from a delicate, thin piece of yarn, until it breaks under my weight, and the thought processes continue like they used to;

Self-destructive lies whisper in my ear;
Skeletons hug my waist whilst stealing away my food, my fuel;
The sun goes down and never rises again.

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