strange conversation
strange when I fell in love with a lie. when I was like a game. when lie was true while it lasted the game. and despite being real truth never interfered ... but you always eat my games, such as leaves and habeas devour the pieces. blue runs down your face, I see the poison will destroy you. let me no more to run. you think you are you, and it is not. now you are poisoned and die slowly and I'll kill you. first impulse to run. 
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