But it is when we are in the very grips of insanity, when nothing and everything is flying around in our heads. When we are disillusioned, messed up, and at the deepest depths of the insane...
That finally, our world, our lives, our dreams, hopes, fears, and words...
They are clear.
It all makes perfect sense.
But only at the deepest of insanities...
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