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Taking over

uncomfortable and nauseating

you've stepped out

and it sets in


I want to hurl off a cliff

in escape of fog

disorienting—aching

me i'm not

there is death

in you

explanation to why

you are alone

reason why you drain me

of all life—left.


-fog surrounding



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