Bromazolam Blues: A Descent into Synthetic Slumber

The haze mists in, a thick blanket draped from elixirs. It starts with tingles, a subtle alteration in perception. The world fades, edges becoming nebulous. It's a glide into the manufactured tranquility, where worries vanish and reality warps like gum. But this synthetic slumber, it has a shadow. A creeping emptiness that lingers even when the fo

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