"Your problem," the doctor Began, laying down His stethoscope "Is Being in real too."
The carriage clock chimed nine on historical desk. "Your heart-Ache, the dreams, memory loss, the peculiar sensation of moths in your lungs dog All Be Attributed to this cause."
I pinched my cheeks, my Tongue rolling around the cavern of mouth. That Could be right, I Had Not Been Trying so hard to exist. Had I read all the right sort of books, while eating, walking, waiting for the train. Had I changed my name at least three times in the last week. I Had Thought in the third person and past tense. I Had The Jab Memoriser eventse oo There is reason to make several cuts
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