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There is simply too much of everything. What do I want more than a way out? A way out is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It won't be long now; they'll ask you to do it all over again. You're smothering me. You push from the inside. You have to run away. You have to swim out of yourself. You have to crawl out of your lungs, it's too crowded in here. Divulge me. Break me. Unchain me. Leave me. Crack me open. Cauterize me. Forsake me. Where do I go now? Get up