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I’m being watched. It’s not safe to talk anymore.

It’s only getting worse. I want to cry. I’m starting to lose it now. The sky is cracked. And so have I.

It’s always worse at night. My vision goes. The shapes and lines start up again. I start to feel like I’m losing part of myself.

History repeats itself.