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Sep 2013
I can only think of
Things to come.

And soon, my head pounds,
My hands shake, I talk faster
My voice shakes I can't
think i dont know what
todo howtofix it
idontknowanythingand...

I can feel it all.
In the left side of my brain,
A dull ache sounds,
A ringing and a buzzing.

Please end this.
Now.
The New Kestrel
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The New Kestrel
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