boys and girls, you attempt to harness the mystic's power in this life time. well it's not going to happen, i am sorry. the bolt has been done from the inside, and i'm sorry but i know for a fact that your key is on that side. the car is at full speed but the gas take is toward empty, and we are no where near our destination, i'm so sorry. mistakes are for when we are young, but i can't tell you how disconcerting that is. that for every good there's a bad, and for every mistake i have made i have made one right. but at the point you are at you can hardly remember the idle mind, the nonsensical thought process and dispersing dissapointment, as it became one with the atmosphere.
the only thing i am actually sorry about is that i have left you so long, on your lonesome.
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