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[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	Waaaah, now everything is possible because we begin our existence. We fight forward, always learning from parental old knowledge. Creating new themes and variations on arcane ideas. Icarian, we sore to blinding heights. But blinded we overreach Expectations are unfulfilled. Everything slows. Stops.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	I was born with unlimited potential and no restrictions. My childhood reinforced my perception of self-worth. The world still supported me during adolescence. My teenaged mischief was always excused. Never looked at with suspicion. This is typical, right? For some, anyway. Not all. Privilege.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	It rained on a Sunday and my windows froze shut. On my car, I mean, my windows froze shut. Turned into Tuesday and still they’re still shut. Michigan, January, I still don’t expect shut. Dark, delayed, drab, but not shut. Is there a point complaining? Of course not, no. So it stays. This mouth. Shut.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	The winter was harsher than anything he ever experienced before. After the plane crash, he had been stranded here. A sad, treeless, lifeless wilderness devoid of souls. At first, he searched desperately for sustenance. But there was nothing at all. How long could he last? No rescue is coming It is over so cold sleeeeeeeeep...
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	She drove me to the clinic, with a grim expression. It was a balmy summer evening, dusk had arrived. I paced around the waiting room, nearly panting. The results had caused anxiety for me. The doctor called me in. He was positively beaming. I sat down. He said, "Negative."
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	She looked so soft and pink, sleeping in her crib. I caressed her face and sang her a lullaby. The sweet coos drifted up to my ears. But this is not what I wanted. I have dreams, too, you know? I looked one last time. I lifted a pillow. I kissed her. She struggled. Freedom.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Drifting currents struck the tongue, cyanide binding to heme a3. The trees languidly moved in the stiff, shimmering heat. Under the blistering moonlight, I felt a shift. Bodies reduced to soft grey soot arose. As spark hit tinder, they awoke. And danced, red and naked. Scattered ashes engulfed again. Fire fingers flitting. Red corpses. Blazing.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my god, it feels amazing when I'm inside you. Do you like when I push it in deep? Tell me I'm the biggest you've had. Talk dirty to me, you whore. I could do this forever. Pounding your tight little- Hang on sec. I came. Sorry.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Sarah's hair would drift into her eyes whenever she read. She read books for fun I'd never even open. Just watching her think made me feel sharper. She was so beautiful to me then. Her eyes' light isn't quite gone. But she doesn't read anymore. She calls our children. She watches television. I miss... her.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	How had a small argument come to this he wondered. His heart was heavy, he'd cried when she left. He had tried his hardest to fix it. Had he really driven her to this? He shouldn't have told those lies. He couldn't change it though. Now she was gone. Gone forever more. His love. Dead.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	As you get older some things get taken from you. You don't notice it at first, you can't see. But as the years go by, abilities reduce. Before you realise, you're capable of nothing. Your potential diminished, living seems pointless. Life squandered, full of regrets. Before fear disabled you. Now you're disabled. You sit. Dying.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	A hand written letter found in the mailbox at home. The message is tear stained, scrawled, and low toned. A forgotten fear delivered to the door step. Something one was never ready to accept. Incredulous, it's read in bated breath. Question asked, answer already known. What's reaped was sown. No other option. You must. Go.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	The sound it makes is like a dry, stuttering groan. It feels like sandpaper in some places, which sucks. Elsewhere, it feels smooth, just as expected. The terror I expected is absent, strangely. However, my body makes me struggle. No flashes before my eyes. The families are watching. They want this. Women cry. Release. I don't know, it's a hanging, I tried. I'm terrible at these.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	“Choose your words very carefully if you want to live.” You get one shot at this, so think hard. Come on partner, I just want my share.” He pressed the gun under my chin. “Where’d you hide the goddamn money?” “…It’s all spent already…sorry.” I shut my eyes. Thinking of her. Finally healthy. Smiling.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I log onto the Reddit app on my new phone. I go directly to the best subreddit of all. That glorious thing which is called Gone Wild. You must upgrade to view this subreddit. A dollar ninety-nine on Alien Blue. Is it even worth it? A one time charge? Let me think... Hells Yesss! Fap!	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Oh my God, look how fat I am this morning. It's only a matter of time before I explode. I can't believe I ate so many doughnuts. How can I possibly face the world? I don't know, maybe I can. Well to think of it. I may be wrong. I look good. In this. Thong	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Born, screaming and writhing in blood that was not mine. Grew, wrestling dad and knowing my victories were empty. Matured, playing football and learning to hate failure. Enlisted, believing I would make a difference. Deployed, thinking this was my time. Planned, knowing the enemy's location. Attacked, leaving safety behind. Ambushed, discovering fear. Writhed, bleeding. Mine.	The view from the tenth floor was just so beautiful It was almost as good as the ninth The wind started picking up at the eighth At the seventh I remembered your face And at the sixth your smile The wind is so loud Yet it's so quiet I love you I'm sorry Goodbye
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	I found a little kitty out in the corn field. He looked at me with his big green eyes. I could not resist and brought him home. Warm in my jacket he slept until arriving. In my house he sniffed around. His eyes turned blood red. He jumped five feet. He removed my esophagus. Blood poured out. I'm dying. Cats.	Before YOU, I was incredibly lost and I was alone. After meeting YOU, I know I am found forever. YOU helped me find direction and a purpose. YOU taught me how to laugh again. YOU made me feel love again. YOU reminded me to live. I will always remember, What is important. Our love, YOU.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	You can’t see me when I fly through your clouds You can’t hear me when I’m far above you You can’t feel me until it’s too late You don’t know how I’m made You don't have the tech Your radar is blank You don’t see the bombs fall	Before YOU, I was incredibly lost and I was alone. After meeting YOU, I know I am found forever. YOU helped me find direction and a purpose. YOU taught me how to laugh again. YOU made me feel love again. YOU reminded me to live. I will always remember, What is important. Our love, YOU.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	Some said that it was the end of this world. The endless void returned to claim its stolen lands. The Obliteration: the edges shrank away, permanently vanishing. Consumed by nothing itself, a dark wall. There was one thing I knew. It was all falling apart. Four days are left. The end comes. Two days. One.	Before YOU, I was incredibly lost and I was alone. After meeting YOU, I know I am found forever. YOU helped me find direction and a purpose. YOU taught me how to laugh again. YOU made me feel love again. YOU reminded me to live. I will always remember, What is important. Our love, YOU.
[FF] A 10-word-long sentence. Then, a 9-word sentence. An 8-word-long one after. This continues, until the final sentence of 1 word. Try to choose a theme befitting of the structure	This is the moment when the world began to end. Everyone though it would be more violent, more horrible. People cried in the streets, their breath ragged. There was one final quiet moment. Four men sat in a diner. Amid silence they were left. They dared not speak. They just waited. And then. Poof.	Before YOU, I was incredibly lost and I was alone. After meeting YOU, I know I am found forever. YOU helped me find direction and a purpose. YOU taught me how to laugh again. YOU made me feel love again. YOU reminded me to live. I will always remember, What is important. Our love, YOU.

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