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Nov 2020
A contract with a God I signed
A contract with the wide skies
I was a knot - all tense and *******

And I came happily undone
and it feels this twitch is the toll
Hey you ******! Whoever you are
I am neutering you, I am keeping you down
I'm marching for the Sun
Was it Prometheus or was it God?
I paid the price full for those
hidden magic pills
This is the small penalty for being free
Dystonia - for a perfect fit
On how I feel about my neuroleptic created dystonia.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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