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I am sick, you know! ill, with prosaic flu, my temperature goes through the 100 degree ceiling, bitten by this bug that rivals a drug, and when high enough i have caesura(s)- temp over 102 now, my conceit, a consonance infected by resonance, a pentameter of unwritten disease my doctor says, that no quatrain will cure, the medicines unknown for this ache in my head.
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
sick, you know
I am sick, you know! ill, with prosaic flu, my temperature goes through the 100 degree ceiling, bitten by this bug that rivals a drug, and when high enough i have caesura(s)- temp over 102 now, my conceit, a consonance infected by resonance, a pentameter of unwritten disease my doctor says, that no quatrain will cure, the medicines unknown for this ache in my head.
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
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