Warped Reality Blues

The air crackled with a weird energy. I could taste it in my bones, a friction between the known and something else. My perception were like stained glass, constantly morphing. It was a beautiful illusion. I was lost in a vortex of reality, and the only thing I could do was listen as the world unrav
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