I went into madness or perhaps madness went inside me? the tentacles of creativity but what price for this new reality? I closed my eyes Immersed within the colorful paint I sensed an emotion, so strong, yet faint intertwining, round and round, it creeped into my brain without a sound. The storm was vividly clear Yet, I had no fixed forms of fear it was as if I went completely mad losing myself entirely in that myriad.
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