The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The cage is open. You kick the bars aside. They clang. The sound is sharp. It cuts the air. You are bleeding. Your hands are red. You do not look down. You look up. The sky is grey. It is thick. It presses down. You run. Your legs burn. Your breath is ragged. You are in the factory. The machines are dead. The steam is gone. The silence is loud. It roars in your ears. You are a prisoner. Or you...

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