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I don't quite understand
This world.
It's so complicated. So improbable.
And we're so basic.
You wouldn't believe it if it was made up.
Too many holes in the plot for the monsters to crawl through.
There's light, here and there.
We try to grow towards it.
But mostly we're blind.
Looking for warmth, looking to be clean.
And there at the end are the ovens, the showers.
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