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Thump Thump. That noise. Always that noise. Thump Thump. For eternity, nothing. but. that. NOISE! Thump Thump. I gaze at my ears in despair. They lay torn and bloody in my lap. Thump Thump. My eyes turn to the knife next to me. I had wondered why he gave it to me. Thump Thump. Now I know. It’s the only way to stop the noise…. Thump Thu-