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No Glow.Viscous Cold.A pipeline. How far down-field do I see?Is it me arriving? Or is it the decoy of everything?Only a matter of time... Before you're face to face with me.How much can you handle, how long can you fight, or have you already stopped winning?How do I look walking in from this direction, that one, and the next? How do I look when everything in site has a possibility of being me - the decoy of everything? What do you do when our battle turns into the battle that destroys everything? What hope is there of a plan when I am constantly resetting? Is there enough time once incoming Is Decoy Malcolm? Walking in as this person, that person, or that one, or that army...And then again...the battles begin..Tell me how it ends? When every place I peer at faces demolition?