[[You|Start]] \n\nare \n\nthe \n\n[[dedication|2]] \n\npage.
We are together as paper thin [[pages|1]].\n
The content was never read \nas it was lost within the \n\nfleeting arguments \n\nbetween which mattered more: \n\nthe [[beginning|1]] or the [[ending|2]]? \n\n\nB R [[E A T|4]] H E
I am the last [[page|3]].
I imagine \n\nthe gold liquid \n\nflawlessly gliding across \n\nmy blood, glowing effervescent \n\nneon yellow. I want it to \n\nirradiate and overpower \n\nthis rustic red \n\nliquid.\n\n\n"T E A M"\n\n/t[[i|6]]ːm/
I feel their \nsilvery whispers \n\nstreamline through me \n\nand I want to wash it down with \n\n[[Scotch|5]].
“Don’t you wish you were an android?” \n\nshe calmly says to the mirror.
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