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The human condition is inherit claustrophobia.
Compression of my own space made complete.
I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.
Insanity rolls total through this sphere.
Ostracized for clarity of vision.
A dream unrealized by solitude that i should descend into autonomy and know the pain of fellowship no more.
I feel nothing but lack of space.
Paradox of socialization results in duress.
Rife with hostility,
What has caused me so much hate?
Humanity
Exterminate with extreme prejudice.