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Nov 2014
Fixated, restricted,
My eyes cannot move.
They cannot blink;
The pupils dilate.
My neck is rolling backwards
While my mouth opens, simply gaping,
At the ceiling.
Colette Williams
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Colette Williams
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   Harley Hucof
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