I am running.
I run.
I ran.
I run into oblivion.
Oblivion runs into me.
I am screaming.
I scream.
I screamed.
I scream into the air.
The air screams into me.
I am weeping.
I weep.
I weeped.
I weep into the abyss.
The abyss weeps into me
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