even the stopped clock gives the right time twice a day

I’m so cold and confused and scared and I have not traveled so much and been around so many strangers in forever and i wrap myself in blankets in my darkened room and can’t rest, can’t love the sound of the music anymore and can’t understand why the damn time goes by so slowly like it did in the delusions of the lunar base, I excommunicated myself to ease the fear…

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