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The Last Oasis.

Perhaps, perhaps:
though only
when I finally fear

I am irreversibly broken,
that I may
very well be far

too fucking gone
for there to be
any reasonable hope

for reversal
or that this grim,
insipid path
might just lead

to a higher plane
after all.
Soul? Eroded.
Mind: shattered.

Empathy
exhausted,
on I march

towards
psychopathy…

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