Bromazolam Blues: A Descent into Synthetic Slumber

The haze murk in, a thick blanket stitched from chemicals. It starts with a whisper, a subtle shift in perception. The world blurs, edges becoming nebulous. It's a journey into the manufactured peace, where worries vanish and reality melts like wax. But this contrived slumber, it has a underbelly. A creeping hollow that lingers even when the subst

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