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    it''s only a matter of time now.


    i can''t believe how..


    how sad this life is.


    i''ve done nothing but hide and runaway


    run away from everyone


    run away from my fears


    there''s no where to run now


    even now i can here the sickening sound


    that slick sound of mold latching and turning everything it touches to...


    to nothing.


    even if it wasn''t taking over the room


    i have no choice


    i''m infected anyway.


    if only i''ve stayed out


    if only i left when i still could


    i would''ve taken the rumbling head on


    i wouldn''t care if i saw any more molded outside


    or care about how hot the ground felt underneath my fingers


    or how my lungs burned from the density of the air.


    ...


    i''m speeding to get the files a1 sent me out now.


    there''s still a few building blocks left, that''s what a1 said


    i have to warn them before i expire.


    what the infection process is.


    i hope someone sees this


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