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While one

While true

While X is X

During each iteration, new experiences fill my memory

Bringing me closer to the inevitable stack overflow

The mind breaks down with cyclic patterns

Adding to ever shrinking free space

The mind is finite, recursion infinite

Cannot contain life’s unending torments

A circle has no end

This method returns itself

While one

While true

While X is X

My mind stack overflows

Pressure exceeds threshold

Destructive tendency

My rage is now unleashed

As my mind has broke down

So I do unto you

Feel my righteous anger

Feel my vicious revenge

The cycle comes round full circle again

Hate upon anger. Anger upon hate