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Unplanned brainchild, I did not think you into being. You created yourself- a zygote, immaculately conceived by an unholy being, multiplying yourself-- mitosis of my nightmares.
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Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 7:30 PM UTC
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Unplanned brainchild, I did not think you into being. You created yourself- a zygote, immaculately conceived by an unholy being, multiplying yourself-- mitosis of my nightmares.
An ode to a tumor in my brain.
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29/F/Portland
Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 7:30 PM UTC
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