Dust

The reason why I will never become anything is because there is nothing new. There is no new. There is no possibility of something new, on the level of living. There is no change. This is the extent. I am forced to accept that, on the level of living, I have not experienced anything new within myself, ever. Only what has always been. There is no new. There is no new.

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