it's scwiggles, cross-out's, lines, and scribbles that engulf the universe.
it's your doom, your anger, your aggrivation, and your feelings that you need to hold back.
it's everything you don't even realize is inhibiting you.
Ruth and i are awakened. we are enlightened.
we've escaped clouth, because we realized it.
"hey guys, what rhymes with mouth?"
"uhm, south, touth, clouth."
"clouth. i feel awake."
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