Mostly : I followed myself once, and it wasn't a game, as visions of my future remain, the beauty of years recalled, and the weight of it all, was wired across many halls, knowing all.

I followed myself once, and it wasn't a game, as visions of my future remain, the beauty of years recalled, and the weight of it all, was wired across many halls, knowing all.

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