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Intermittent Tendancies

I am not here for you. Motionless and mindless I am simply here, but not for you.
I'm standing still in hyperspace.
This air pulsates through me with throbbing tension. It races forward and I am simply here. I am not here for you. This room is drafty with sleepless puffs of empty space, much like standing still in hyperspace.
Expanse capacity vibrates with taught, otherworldly power. I can feel waves of time and virtue rushing into and engulf me. Yet, it is easy to stand still and I am here, but I am not here for you.



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