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Thoughts wash over the mind like torrential, self-inflicted rain. But I'm hooked on stormy seas and allergic to plain sailing, - drunk on self-stimulated danger. Like a **** show on the TV you can turn it off when you please, but the white noise occupies your mind, so you turn it up and press repeat.
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Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
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Thoughts wash over the mind like torrential, self-inflicted rain. But I'm hooked on stormy seas and allergic to plain sailing, - drunk on self-stimulated danger. Like a **** show on the TV you can turn it off when you please, but the white noise occupies your mind, so you turn it up and press repeat.
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Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
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