There's a place in the world for those who are only lonely around people. A place where the surface moves to its truth, its moods. It is not kind nor mean and its edges are motion. This place is colorful yet colorless and full of light and life even in its abyss and darkness. It is a soulful and soulless place that is in balance when it staggers. It is a universe upon which time machines float and sink. You and I know this place yet we know nothing at all. Those who know are lost at sea.
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