Give me food...
Give me drinks...
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Howling into the emptiness above, I lie embraced in the now warm slime...
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You know...
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Why should I even try?
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I'm going to die soon...
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My literal body heat is going to kill me... (Uhhhh, can someone fact check this?)
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Fuc*...
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I want a coc*...
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Wait what did I just say?
Snapping out of whatever trance I was in, my brain automatically went into panic mode...
MY GODDAMN BODY HEAT IS GOING TO KILL ME!!! (Again, I don't know if this is true...)