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Aug 2021
something is amiss
the silence of a
fish
a hushed drum
solo
in my mind o!

in elastic tension
of my head
quiet
something wrong
will  occur
bing-****!

ah no!
what is that
silent
raged forward
is it dying
is it stone
is it
my brain-

my hand
it is god
like light
take that!
(tiny
pain
quietude..)

hey dude
hows that
acid
i dunno
i just dropped
it
about
around..yeah..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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