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The drawers have all been closed, the knives are drowsing. The doors have all been checked. The locks are still. The faucets have all been tightened, clockwise, their tears stifled. The quiet does not hold the future and its terrors clenched, but instead is the absence of time. The dark is blank. The world that [...]

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