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I’m stuck in my head.
There’s nothing in sight.
Not even a stone bed.
I’m afraid the memories may bite.
They appear to be poisonous,
More so than getting struck by lightning,
Or colliding with a bus.
But, I’m fighting,
Fighting to be set free.





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