This is a special memory I hold, but I don't
think about it often. It's an account of how
I had to rip in two.

Here, on the edge, where the horizon begins,
it's easiest to chat with even the devil over a
cup of coffee.

Here, my best friends turn into my enemies,
and my worst nemesis becomes my most respected
ally against all.

I would like to conduct a research experiment.
Call it a test, of sorts, if you will.

I almost forgot to mention, the water's coming
soon. This will all come down. Get out of here
while you can, okay? Or you'll surely -





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