my mind is like the seducers lover. used by so many. influenced. i accepted the anthraxed envelope. like it was a kiss from god. my paralleled, broken, detached human of a self. i want a high five from those around me. although i would have to reach. you can't count on me to put up much effort. i am a pen clasped in your hand. what a beautiful hand.
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