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an impersonal view could replace peculiar thoughts
we exchange words with the phantom sweating, trembling, and crying for i show fear can anyone resolve this dillema bizarreness is a sign of the illness for i believe my thoughts were captured and used against me illness which reduced my delight and vitality despite that i will gain moments of clarity on monday i am grounded by nature every tree talks to me and winkle because they see walk alone to reach the top of the cloudy montain dead or alive |
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