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Have you ever felt like this before?
Like you're stretched out across the expanse, clinging to the gossamer strands of self-denial, obfuscations, and confusion? Do you ever feel suspended and timeless, waiting for some hapless soul to wander into your web, to shake you awake in its struggle for freedom, only to realized you're the one who's truly entangled?
Like you're stretched out across the expanse, clinging to the gossamer strands of self-denial, obfuscations, and confusion? Do you ever feel suspended and timeless, waiting for some hapless soul to wander into your web, to shake you awake in its struggle for freedom, only to realized you're the one who's truly entangled?