Your Words are Like Swords: Astral Projections, Lucid Dreams, and Places I've Been

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I feel everything, I feel you, do you feel me? No... of course you don't. You are truly a busy soul, and I'm sorry that I haven't pulled the knife from your chest, but honestly, I just haven't found the time. Now I feel responsible for all this, but you wanted it this way, but now look at you, you were wrong. My god is a drunk god, and you were wrong.Don't worry, don't rush, this world will end, and it's a blessing, but no need to rush, no need to take the bullet train out of town. I cannot deal with the torturous isles and highway miles and death and decay without you. Where have all my friends gone, where have you gone? Did you ever care much for me?