On my worst moments, and there are many of those any more, I imagine the hijacking of Morpheus's voice, the conversations we had over the phone, the words he spoke to me, all of which could have been made not by one person but by multiple, and I think about the message:
I. do. love. you.
Who left it?
I live in a world of insanity. But I still question who created it.
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