I am living.
I am living in a blur.
I am living in a blur, not looking back.
I am living in a blur, not looking back; colors whirl past me.
I am living in a blur, not looking back; colors whirl past me, and I can't hear the clock ticking anymore.
God? Where are you in this blur?
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