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Wide-eyed gaze at the face of madness. It is my refuge, it gave birth to the world around me. I can feel his breath on my body and feel the madness penetrating my soul. I accidentally realize: it is also looking at me, but its gaze is much wider. It can be ignored during the lifetime. But as soon as you come across it, you instantly find out that its has been staring at you for a long time. This does not mean that madness looks only at you, when you are alone. its gaze is immense and it watches everyone. But now you can see it too, that means your gazes have already met…