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The mind moves faster and faster like a merry-go-round and the lights begin to flicker. Time loses meaning as one day becomes the next and then the next again. The light of day makes you sway as you look for the darkness of night and the comfort of those familiar places that only survive because of your discrepancies and fear. The lies that accompany these actions must connect to one another as those around you talk of you in different shades of colors and greys. This is not your fault as you are not alone. There are many like you who feel these circular patterns and shimmering lights. True the carnival may never seem to end at times as the ticket sales seem to increase daily, but one can only travel so far in this capacity. The stop is usually a harsh one and still you may have no idea why you just paid to get in almost a week before. LLc 98.2