My Head

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There are pathogenic toxins leeching into corpuscal wide capillaries in my skull The synaptic reaction is so subtle, it's existence is in doubt My eyes are streaked vermillion My mind is not right I am no longer filling out my suit Piles of crisp white sheets Await my dismissive ink slash Perhaps I was wrong
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