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there’s nothing more that we can do

hell is the empty space

there’s nothing more here for you

hell is a quiet place

chiyo’s letter: a photo of two old people, only

young on the inside. this is life also. it’s

a glorious achievement. i want to hear your

healthy voice. i pray for you. this is life, i

feel so every day. evil hours. contemplation of

the infinite.

there’s nothing more that we can do

hell is the empty space

there’s nothing more here for you

hell is a quiet place

nico’s rant: i’m not such a party guy. i feel very

lonely in crowded spaces. it’s like being in jail

into yourself somehow. i could speak with other

people, but i don’t know where they are. i could

run but my body won’t allow it. i could enjoy

everything like anybody else but i am all alone.

evil hours. contemplation of the infinite.