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... d years. It was a dream where Carynne endlessly sunk down, a rope around her neck, the other end tied to a boulder. Just as the air for her to breathe had disappeared beneath the surface, her own sensitivity to emotions, philosophy, rationalityeverything had diminished. Such was the illusory space wherein she stayed.
Even so, this was good. Under this supposition, it meant that nothing mattered to her anymore.
Whether everything began with an idea or not, whether the cat in the b ...
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