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Aug 2019
I am a panoply
Of all things inane
My mind is half gone
And my dreams
Are a mess of the dead
I'm probably concussed
And I can't feel my legs
So let's go steal Greenland
To wash away the pain
This is really bad. I was listening to stuff about Trump in the news, and then I slammed my head into a wall, so... yeah. Now this exists, and it's bad, and I probably shouldn't post it.
Written by
hannah  F/Haven, ME
(F/Haven, ME)   
     Khoi-San and Seanathon
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