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...he cannot break his self-loathing stare, for to do so would surely mean the reflection would be broken, for it's existence was dependent upon his gaze and he would not allow it to be! His eyes, devoid of the moisturizing tears his eye lids would bring should he give in to the need to blink, oh but to blink! To moisten his orbs, to cease the aching of the dryness, the dessication that pervaded his eyeballs, that threatened to interfere with the more important need- to loathe his own image. The staring went on. Perhaps it would rain and ease the suffering. I think not https://i.imgur.com/QKTkerO.mp4 |
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