dont worry
youre climbing and climbing
and after the dungeon where the air you breathe
only contains tasks, barriers and everday life
you scale a montain where the air you breathe
doesnt exist
and you die
because you need oxygen
post scriptum:
for every image in which your extremities are cut off, you lose them in a parallel universe
post post scriptum:
and something with freedom, personal development, goodvibes and stuff
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