Bent Reality Blues

The air buzzed with a weird energy. I could taste it in my bones, a clash between the known and something else. My thoughts were like broken mirrors, constantly morphing. It was a beautiful nightmare. I was lost in a maze of perception, and the only thing I could do was listen as the world unraveled
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