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�� I've had my epiphany -- your world is cold -- my world is empty �� ..A meaningless sigh escapes the inanimate form, a subtle proclimation of his jaded soul interior. Orbics are within unity once again the loitering female, and the male becomes rigid with apprehension of contact with another. Withdrawing the oposition, the brute merely offers a singed nod of acknowledgment -- the closest thing to social as he could willingly get [unless forced into any such conversational topics]. Staring blankly, the mascule simply idles, lost within the intoxicating turbulence of his own silence...submerged in apathy once again.. �� i've seen too much of not enough ��

�� I've had my epiphany -- your world is cold -- my world is empty ��

..A meaningless sigh escapes the inanimate form, a subtle proclimation of his jaded soul interior. Orbics are within unity once again the loitering female, and the male becomes rigid with apprehension of contact with another. Withdrawing the oposition, the brute merely offers a singed nod of acknowledgment -- the closest thing to social as he could willingly get [unless forced into any such conversational topics]. Staring blankly, the mascule simply idles, lost within the intoxicating turbulence of his own silence...submerged in apathy once again..

�� i've seen too much of not enough ��