Whirlpools of doubt; frustration churns through my insides and I feel nauseous.
The things I need to carry and see through weigh a lot and my back hurts already, without extra baggage.
The light awaits me in a few short days, a matter of hoursminutesseconds.
The dark side tempts me; I have a passionate love for it.
But we all need the light sometimes.
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The everyday life of human amphetamine and all the people addicted.
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